A second chance - This is the beginning

The Ranger had gone to fetch their supper, supposing himself the huntsman that Brulk hadn't any right claiming to be. Brulk reckoned it fair, knowing he could barely piss straight let alone lose an arrow into a rabbit from more'n a pace away. He'd taken to unloading Khelem, running a hand down the old geldings neck. "Be there tomorrow.." he muttered, more convincing himself than the beast.

It was wierd, he reckoned. Sharing a campfire again. He'd spent the better half of the last week sharing one with That bloody woman but that was different. She didn't hold half the same values as him, nor did she seem halfway interested in learning 'em Those are the times, Brulk reckoned, only half paying attention. His fingers had taken to fiddling with https://laurelinarchives.org/node/25065|Her Jewel. Lyfrids Jewel. Everything had taken a change, like the times had a knack for, but it had all happened so sudden. He'd a notion o' being childish, sad round a campfire lost in his thoughts of happier times that weren't too happy by most standards.

If you knew where you was going, you'd lose your way.

She had said that to him more than a few times, and he reckoned it a halfway fair point. He figured himself best on the end of a chiefs outstretched finger, pointing out a task that needs doing. Reckoned that his place, like most folks.

I know that we are not the weight of all our memories

The emerald necklace glimmered in the fires glow, his fingers absentmindedly fidding it back and forth before the firelight. She'd always a notion of a advice or truth that kept him focused, kept him feeling halfway safe. Now She was gone, lost to the wind and her words no more'n dust.

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning.

Those were the words he remembered her speaking, their last night amongst the furs. Slipped from loving lips and without intention, or so he thought. Brulk snatched his hand away from the https://laurelinarchives.org/node/25065|locket and scruffed his good eye with a balled fist. The fire had gone out, and that was the only task he'd set himself. He reckoned the Ranger would be back any second, some wise words from experienced hands likely at the ready. "Aint' no good to me, neh." He muttered, glancing back at Khelem who had take to grazing on a patch of grass a couple feet from the fire. "Only ever listened to her.."