When A Crone Comes A Calling

As the elder spoke, Katja slowly seated herself and listened. "A worthy quest," she answered gravely as the woman finished her tale. "And one that has reached its end. I am Katja Finnvi - their mother was my elder sister, taken in a raid when I was young. They have joined me here as full members of Yfir and the Finnvi family." She eyed the elder coolly, but made no threats against her, made no effort to guide her away though her words labelled her as a member of the group who had stolen Auora away. Auora had held no ill will against those who had captured her, and she would not disgrace her sister's name by dragging it into a feud she would have had no wish for. She simply dipped her head in respect, and turned her gaze behind her, into the territory. "You are welcome to speak with them, if that is your wish? Or do you believe the will of the gods to be leading you to a more permanent reunion? You would be welcomed here."