That was the last thing he'd ever hear from his former lover, scrawled on a note as she lay dying, presented by a somber child - a dwarf, with red, untamed hair and faded green eyes. The girl didn't speak much, and Gavin didn't know what to say. It took a few minutes until it occurred to him that the note wasn't a request so much as a duty. She was his daughter. One he never knew he had.
He took the girls hand - tiny and warm - and helped her back onto the pony she'd arrived on, and then had led her out away from the small town. It was the closest to where Clan Ashara was currently camped - her mother must have kept fairly good tabs on him. They'd only spent a single night together, and they'd parted ways on good terms and in friendship - but apparently the consequences had been much greater for her than him.
Taking her to the clan turned out to be a trial. He tucked her into one of the aravels, and then spent nearly two hours being yelled at by the keeper. In the end, she snapped at him that she would decide his fate in the morning, and he'd left, depressed and dejected, to go sit by the fire in the dark, trying to decide what on earth he was going to do.
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That was the last thing he'd ever hear from his former lover, scrawled on a note as she lay dying, presented by a somber child - a dwarf, with red, untamed hair and faded green eyes. The girl didn't speak much, and Gavin didn't know what to say. It took a few minutes until it occurred to him that the note wasn't a request so much as a duty. She was his daughter. One he never knew he had.
He took the girls hand - tiny and warm - and helped her back onto the pony she'd arrived on, and then had led her out away from the small town. It was the closest to where Clan Ashara was currently camped - her mother must have kept fairly good tabs on him. They'd only spent a single night together, and they'd parted ways on good terms and in friendship - but apparently the consequences had been much greater for her than him.
Taking her to the clan turned out to be a trial. He tucked her into one of the aravels, and then spent nearly two hours being yelled at by the keeper. In the end, she snapped at him that she would decide his fate in the morning, and he'd left, depressed and dejected, to go sit by the fire in the dark, trying to decide what on earth he was going to do.