“... Thank you,”
My ranger Nidhiel, paying repescts in the tomb of her mentor, Kellen Connor. He found her living in the woods, feral and without a name, and took her in. She learned to be a ranger living and working among his band, the Goodfellows, while they prepared for revolution against a corrupt regent. It’s hard to be so long lived, a decades long absence often means forgetting that the people you leave behind will grow old and pass on without you....















