[Arien]

"The infidels refused to see the true path!" she spat as she took her place next to Sevora. She slouched in to the large wooden chair cushioned with various pillows and such. She placed her right elbow on the arm of the chair and rested her chin on her fist, her hair swung covering the right side of her face. She looked towards the others through her hair. This did not surprise Dristi one bit, she had never really expected the elders to concur to their wishes , but still this meant a fight. A fight where they would escape, just.

"On our return we were attacked. We killed the foolish infidel, but not before he killed one of our men." Ghurdan informed Sevora, answering her earlier question. Dristi sighed and shook her head, if the elders knew any better they would stop this stupidity and face up to their destiny, but instead they would rather die. Dristi could not understand it, she could not bring herself to comprehend it. She, Ghurdan and Rahvin told Sevora of all that they had encountered.

“They kept their main forces hidden from us and they followed us as far as the mouth of the valley, but they did not come beyond!" Ghurdan spoke up, Sevora nodded her face held no expression save for the twisted smile that started to form at the corners of her mouth, and she laugh slightly. Dristi rolled her eyes, she hated when Sevora did that, laughing for no apparent reason. Maybe she was mad, or truly evil. Sevora sat silent again and then she eventually dismissed them.

"It is late! Rest the men and at first light we will hold councils of our own" Ghurdan and Rahvin left the tent, leaving the two priestesses alone together. At first it was silent and the two just simply stared into the fire at the centre of the tent. Dristi thought of the day to come, if they were to fight the would loose many, but so would the other side. And Dristi was [I]almost[I] certain that The army of The Eye would prevail, that is only if the Elders had no more support, and the numbers were calculated correctly……… Dristi’s mind buzzed with anticipation for the next day.

“We will triumph…..?”

“What?” Dristi said, suddenly jolted from her trail of thought by Sevora’s latest comment. “oh… I have told you…just…”

“Just…” Sevora murmured to herself. She repeated it a couple of times and then sat up in her seat. “well then I must rest now….” Dristi nodded and left the tent. She made her way towards her own and entered it to find a medium sized fire burning, waiting for her. She smiled, it was always cold during the night and unlucky souls had frozen to death out in the deserts of this world. She warmed her self and placed her weapons from her person on the floor and lay down on the sheets that she had lain out earlier. In her mind she went over various manoeuvres and combinations in her head. Slowly she found her self drifting off to sleep. Till she was woken up by the noise from the camp.