Umber

Klavicus was already snarling at Mahlanda as he emerged from the portal to his home. “Urgent matter? I don’t have time for this right now.” When he saw her flinch, he softened his scowl to a mere frown. “Why did you bring a raving madman here, and what am I supposed to do about him?”

Mahlanda’s head had been shaved completely bald when he first met her, but now loose brown curls fell along the nape of her neck. It made her softer, more waiflike. He wasn’t sure he liked it, especially when, as now, she looked frightened. She took an involuntary backward step, shaking her head slowly. “I sent no message – I wouldn’t have known where to send it. And there is a madman here, but I certainly didn’t bring him. I only let him remain because said he knew you, and invoked the name of Skarp –” Read the rest of this entry »