Out all Riftwatch's number, Ellis is probably the worst option for war stories. Not for lack of material, but molding them into the right shape to stand as a story in their own right—
He's never found the inclination. There's a few beats of quiet between them, Ellis shifting in the saddle as they approach the tree line. What's left of a gate arches up before them, but most of the stone wall has eroded, knocked down or crumbled over time.
"I've been unlucky enough to walk out onto ledges that crumble," he says finally, turning to eye Mado on his horse. "You're not a healer, I don't think?"
Which feels like a natural progression: collapsing rock lends itself to a healer's capabilities.
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He's never found the inclination. There's a few beats of quiet between them, Ellis shifting in the saddle as they approach the tree line. What's left of a gate arches up before them, but most of the stone wall has eroded, knocked down or crumbled over time.
"I've been unlucky enough to walk out onto ledges that crumble," he says finally, turning to eye Mado on his horse. "You're not a healer, I don't think?"
Which feels like a natural progression: collapsing rock lends itself to a healer's capabilities.