Ad victoriam

Afternoon rolled around and Nelu set aside his latest batch of pottery to dry before firing. He had a few new glazes to try but they still needed to be mixed. Winter rolled in wet and chill but he expected a few drier days to roll in in the coming week. A nice big firing fire would work to fire his pottery as well as provide a source of warmth to sit by and enjoy some tea.

Nelu cleaned up and settled down to read. What seemed like not long after he heard his father's call. A raid? He had missed the last one, perhaps he should attend this one? Just in case. Nelu was a Scholar not a warrior, however he knew it was important to keep his skills sharpened and there was no better opportunity than a raid.

Gathering his armor and weaponry, Nelu readied himself. With a quick call to his companions he set out for the castle. As he arrived he dipped his head in greeting to each of the wolves gathered there and took his place at the table.