Rikkard sipped at his wine absently wondering what could be so important about this band that included his old friend Callista Armageddon. Kane himself had ordered Rikkard to watch them closely. He looked over to the rack where his armor and weapons hung. It had been many months since he took a position of command at the gate and he had to admit he missed the road. But his duty was here protecting Damara from the memory of Zhengy was it not? But wouldn't his skills be of more use out there in the wilds of Vaasa especially if this mysterious quest was important enough to attract the attention of the King's seneschal?
Rikkard prayed to Ilmater for guidance and he felt his god's power fill his mind with the knowledge of divine spells. He decided he would put his fate in Ilmater's hands as he'd always done. He would see this curious band off personally and he would choose his road as his faith dictated.
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