Art made for me
Such Unexpected ThingsBrylee hardly paid attention to the path her stallion took. That wasn't wise. But it had been better than two months since she returned from the underdark and her mind was, more often than permissible, still there. Not that anyone blamed her. Being kidnapped and held prisoner by a group of drow was- unique. Unheard of. And, more so, implausible that she survived.
Her fellow Rilians didn't even want to begin to hear about how she was actually escorted back to the surface. Her story was fantastic enough. But she had scars on her neck and the oath of her goddess behind her. And, though it seemed absurd, no one really challenged the story about her week long captivity in a mausoleum with the black devils.
Besides which, she had proof. She just wasn't showing it just yet.
Brylee's eyes rose finally, finding a beast of a man standing next to her horse. He took the reins in