<strong>Analise</strong><br/><br/>Analise whispered a prayer for the fallen, then gathered up their horses and took them into the barn.<br/><br/>She spent quite some time grooming them all and making them comfortable.  It helped her regain her own composure as well.<br/><br/>Finally the girl with the mismatched eyes returned to the inn in time to see the note when it was revealed to the orckin girl.  It seemed to take a weight off of her shoulders even as it settled a knew burden on her back.  “The horses all clearly bear the brand of his majesties service, burned out and replaced,” She explained.  “I don’t know the knew brand, if it’s anyone’s at all.   They weren’t legitimately retired or sold.  There’s a brand for that as well, and it is not present.”<br/><br/>She nodded to Elsie.  “I’d be very grateful for some hot food.”<br/><br/>After a moment, she pushed to her feet again, “All right.  Tavah, right? I’ve got your back.”<br/><br/>She crouched behind him, her hammer on her belt and a dagger on her boot in case there was no room to swing it.  With her mysterious gifts of dark vision, mismatched eyes peered into the gloom.<br/>