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Aradir took a deep breath as he inhaled the fresh forest air. Right now, this time in the morning, it was impossible to think that only a few hours before, they had been laying siege to a town- a town he had helped to build with his own hands- and killed one of Aesirae’s most feared soldiers.
Yes, it was hard to think that.
Their camp was well hidden by magic and impossible to enter unless the shields were taken down from the inside. They were so close to the citadel that it loomed ominously above them every night, but Aesirae’s patrols had never noticed them. Aradir’s scouts said that they were currently searching the other side of the mountains, because that would have been the first place Aradir would have led his people in such a situation. As it was, he had had to improvise, and now they were in a large forest clearing with few geographical defences. Still, it had worked so far.
There was a small stream nearby, far enough to give them privacy when bathing yet near enough to be within the shields. Aradir undressed and slipped into the water, feeling it react to his magic and cocoon him, protect him, comfort him. Giving a small groan of happiness, he ducked his head under the water and began to wash his hair.











