She studied him with an intensity that made Reidar uncomfortable. It was not hostile, but assessing, as if she were reading something in him that others couldn't see.
"You," she said. "Summoner. What's your name?"
Reidar finally saw someone making sense, even if Aldric's first impression had been strange.
At first, the man stood with them, then against them. But Helga's words explained it: he had some kind of double personality. Otherwise, his sudden shifts made no sense at all. This was a man clearly fighting his own demons.
"Reidar."
"Reidar," Seraphine repeated, as if testing the sound of it. "You came here for the raid?"
"Not exactly," Reidar said. "I came to know if I could get past through the valley without having to join the raid."
Seraphine made a disappointed look.
"You can't," she said. "I guess you went through the fog surrounding it, right?"
