A call came from Ebony's borders, and for the first time in several days it was a call she welcomed. Not yet another member demanding to leave, no, this was the voice of Crucifix who had led Covari when she'd sought a peace treaty with them. Last she had heard Covari was in other hands, so why was he here? She came upon him silently, observing him. He carried himself not as supplicant or applicant but as an equal, suggesting he was here not to join but on business. "Crucifix," she greeted, not without a touch of curiosity in her cold tone. "What can I do for you?"
