She was patrolling the borders, which had been her habit while the leader of Ebony and one she was not going to allow to fade. Even were they not under immediate threat of retaliation from the Olympus family the world was a dangerous place, filled more with enemies than friends, and Yfir could never afford complacency.
The call from Daegmar was unusual, though not alarming as it did not sound like an emergency. Still, the viking remained cautious as she traveled the short distance across the territory to intercept the call. The tableau awaiting her - Daegmar standing guard over a bleeding, unknown male - earned a raised eyebrow. "What have you been doing, Daegmar?" she asked mildly, surveying the both of them. The male she fixed with a cold gaze as she awaited Daegmar's reply. Was he a trespasser? If he were he would be dealt with harshly.
