Ash followed Blind-eye rather then stop and wait around. Some part of her did want to stop and talk to the two ther blades that had shown. Thaernd's stories had been about them all, even meeting a single one of them would have been a dream come true for a young Ash. She slid past Shadow and Rold to where Blind-eye waited.<br/><br/>"Sir? This letter was for my Unlce Thaernd, he died recently and I wanted to let you know. I also had wanted to meet you Thaernd spoke very highly of you Sir. I am sorry he will not be able to make the trip with you." She said quietly her eyes locked on the Legate.<br/><br/>Ash looked enough like Thaernd that seeing her there rather than him should have hinted that the man died. She wore his armor, awnsered his summons.<br/><br/>"I am sorry for wasting your time."