In the clearing Francesco found Robin sitting before a small fire brewing coffee. Huddled, robed, with a very large hood, it was almost impossible to see anyone there at all - the fabric seemed to change color depending on the light around it. The Hode’s face was clearly visible however, intent on the campfire before him.
“You’re late” he growled.
Francis smiled.
“Always” he said with a mighty laugh, then sitting on the ground with now the fire between them.
“I have unwanted news Nephew. I thought you need to know, that two of your brethren are imposters. One is a spy and the other a usurper.”
Francis held an infinite trust when it came to the wisdom and words of his friend, his Uncle, and mentor. If the Hode said this it was with good reason. But still the news was troubling.
“Why us? Why here? Where for?”
He then added also, “and who?”
-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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