Artie arrived in Artaris in a rush, her, Ash, and Yennefer stopping immediately they got to the square.
"Remember the plan?" she asked quickly.
Ash and Yennefer nodded, then they all left in different directions.
Artie went north of the village where Artaris bordered the forest. When she arrived, there were already a few guards waiting for her, as well as her father.
"How are things with Eliron?" he asked, his expression hard.
"He's fine. It would take more than Drakili to bring him down, demon or not."
Lazarus nodded, relieved by her words. "I am surprised though, to think Drakili was actually a traitor. When Eliron told me, I was still skeptical about it..."
Artie had taken off her elaborate clothes. She was already wearing a reasonable undergarment, so she did not have to hide to change.
She began strapping on her leather armour with the help of her father as he spoke. The armour in question was made of thick, grey mammoth hide processed by one of the elves.
