A jaw dropping sight. An organized camp, with the huts neatly placed in line layered with moss-grass made to provide soft foothold to prevent leg cramps. I am led to an identical hut though bit fancier from the animal hide mounting. Here, I'm given a warm drink of cocoa bean boiled to melting point. Ashe leads me to a rugged chair where I takes a seat. Tryndamere then hands me the belongings including the flame stone and the a chance to ask him. "What did you whisper to me earlier mister?"
"I said it twas alright we are here." What a weird accent. "Oh... Well, how did you know where I was?" She asks bluntly.
"Garen sent us a notice." The Frost Archer reply. Did he? But didn't he pledge his loyalty to Jarvan IV? Unless...
Tryndamere breaks my thoughts, "Garen?! I thunk it twas the shady man, Claw or sumthing?" To whom Ashe decline, politely stating that Talon is only a deliveryman. All of this makes the Barbarian King very confused which causes him to exit the hut for a breather. Perhaps to go hunt or make his right arm even stronger than before. Alone with the archer in the housing I, still sitting and sipping my cup of chocolate, glances at the wall full of hunting trophies which I assumes to be by Tryndamere as Ashe probably does not want to boast much.
Silence breaks when Ashe noisily tidy the place up. Carrying around bowls from one place to another, moving the chairs further away from the center. Ashe then brings a chair of her own and sits across from me reminding her of a game Jarvan used to play with me all the time, 'War of the King', a game where you battle on an arena with pieces to try and take over territories and capture the opposing king. Ever since Jarvan IV's return from his near-execution, he hadn't been the same... Did something...? "What do you think... happened to Prince Jarvan the Fourth?" I asked.
"I don't know, I was not there to know all the details." Frowning at her answer, I sighs.
"So, where will I be staying?" "I already prepared a hidden coven nearby armed with a True Ice Sensor Crystal allowing you and me to feels for the dangers coming to your area."
I am relieved with her reply, but I comes up with a terrible cramp in my stomach, I excuses myself and asks to be shown the way to her new shelter.
Ashe smiles, seemingly happy that I wants to be out. Perhaps she felt discomfort in the presence of a half-dragon that could literally burn their huts down if I sneezed. Calling out to her husband who walked in briefly after.
"Bring Miss. Shyvana to her new home please, Honey." "Aye, t'at I will do." Tryndamere then holds the hut curtains open for me to walk through, to which I politely accepts and we both departs for an adventure toward the central frozen mountain close to Ashe's sister's, Lissandra, terrority.
