The small village of Haven was full of people. Mahanon looked at it as he saw it from the mountain path he and his companions walked. A few days ago Mahanon had meet a group of mercenarys. They were a total number of ten people and had to Mahanons surprise also three elves under them. Two were flat ears but the last one was a Dalish elf like him. Valanna was from Clan Sabrae. And Mahanon knew her, they had meet a few times during Arlathvhen. The gathering of elders and keepers to share knowledge. Apparently she had been also send, to watch the outcome of the conclave and how it would affect their people.
Look lethallin ,we are almost there! She said with a small laugh and took his arm. Mahanon nodded and looked at her smiling face. With her light skin and the long brown hair she looked good. Her green eyes sparkled a little and he smiled at her. Tell me how is your brother doing? Mahanon asked and she sighted. He was visiting us a few weeks ago. Sadly he didn't have much time to stay. He said he looked for a cure to find a way to negate this Calling and save all Wardens from its effects. I wish he would have stayed a little longer than just two days…. She grew silent and Mahanon looked at her with sad eyes. He knew the feeling of being not able to see the family.
Hey, you two. Don't stay behind! Tom, a tall human and the leader of the mercenary's yelled back to them. The others were already down the mountain path. Come lets go. Mahanon said and followed his companions downwards.
AHHH Haven. Finally! Tom said out loud and ´moved his right arm around Mahanos shoulder. Now we can go and have a bath and some warm food. I could eat a bear… Tom said grinning. Mahanon smiled as well and looked at the tall human. Tom Castello was a warrior and a real berserker on the battlefield. His long black hair was braided and reached him to his elbows. His beard was also long and he had decorated it with small colorful pearls made of wood just like his hair. Tom was a human but his heart was on the right place. When Mahanon had passed a river on his way to Haven he had encountered a group of Templars. He had moved quickly and was about to walk in a different direction, when the Templars had detected them. Mahanon had fought well against them. He wasn't foolish enough to use his magic against them. If he would then the outcome was clear. And so he had drawn his daggers. They were poisoned and Templars armor was weak under the arms and on the neck. Mahanon had killed five of them when an arrow had struck him. It wasn't deep but the arrow was poisoned. His vision went blurry and he felt his movements going slower, when he heard a roar from out of the treelines to his left. A tall blackhaired man with two greatswords moved through the bush like a beast. Behind him where also a few others.
Tom and the others had taken care of the Templars quickly and then took care of Mahanon. In the two weeks they were together now Mahanon had grown to like the human. Tom was a good man and someone he would gladly have on his side in a battle. Come on Red head. Tom said and pulled Mahanon with him into Haven and to the Tavern. Tomorrow the conclave starts. Eat. You will need energy for that. The Divine is famous for her long speeches and the debates between the mages and templars will also take time. Tom said to Valanna who did sat next to Mahanon in the Tavern. She grinned and started to eat. Good night, redhead. See you tomorrow! Tom said to Mahanon a few hours later and moved in his tent. Good night blackbeard… Mahanon said with a grin and moved in his own tent.
Tomorrow the conclave would start and hopefully all would be settled and this war would end.