What followed was a day of travel and a night of casual conversation around a cozy campfire before they arrived at the village in the morning.
Aegis made sure to make an entrance.
The stagecoach rolled into Lenninsale's main square at a leisurely pace, giving everyone plenty of time to notice it. And notice it they did. Farmers stopped mid-stride. Children pointed and tugged at their mothers' sleeves. A few old men sitting outside what looked like the local tavern squinted at the fancy vehicle like they weren't sure it was real.
Aegis stepped out first, dressed in her best traveling clothes, the Valdria Sigil Ring glinting on her finger. She swept her gaze across the gathered crowd with the kind of serene confidence she'd practiced in the mirror about a dozen times.
"Good people of Lenninsale," she announced, projecting her voice across the square. "I am Lady Aegis Starcaller. I've come to deal with your griffin problem."
Silence.
