Put me down, she scolded. Sturm shuddered, wondering what had happened in these past five years that cast such a dark shadow across the cheerful warrior.
At this moment she caught at that straying memory fiercely, pushed it away. Darting to our right, and then doubling back, she moved in the direction of the doorway in the castle wall. Though she never attempted the mastery of high sorcery, nor called upon the great names.