<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/pWAKgQL.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vasha Hadun<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kayla<br/><hr/><br/>Fortunately for Kayla she wouldn't have to bear the brunt chidings of the wild woman as she staggered back to the barracks. Surely she would have mocked her for launching such a pointless campaign, but she was off fighting her own battles.<br/><br/>No the welcome she did receive was far more sympathetic, and it started with a gentle hand touching her shoulder. Standing behind her was Vasha Hadun, the mute former slave boy, staring at her with a sympathetic smile. He shifted his touch down to her back and gave her a soft push, trying to usher her over to the table he had been sitting at where she could rest her weary body. He would slide over his glass of wine in offering, hoping that it may perhaps help ease the stress of such a demoralizing defeat.