to rest my weary head

Corbie listened to his explanation of what he had done and been learning in Abaven, and she nodded in understanding and in sympathy for what he had lost. "I'm glad you have had training in diplomacy. It seems too often an area of study that fighters neglect, but I've always thought that learning when to fight was just as important as how." She smiled. Tornach had taught her that - it had always been important to him. "You are very welce among the guardians. I hope that you will have the opportunity to share the experience you bring from Abaven." She didn't feel the need to test his skills. She wasn't a good enough judge to know anyway, and felt that could just as easily be evaluated over time. Instead, she gestured that he was welcome to join her over the border to walk together to the pack. "You look like you could use a rest. Why don't you come on in?"