Mission

“Good morning Elijah, Josiah,” Eve greeted as she walked into the tent. The Angels had a map out in front of them, and Josiah was drawing up a list of what looked like away supplies for an extended mission.

“Eve, good morning, how are you feeling?” Josiah asked, concern for Eve’s feelings lacing his tone. He could see that she was looking better, and that her eyes were no longer rimmed red.

“I’m at peace,” Eve walked around the opposite side of the table and stared down at the map. She saw a black line tracing a route along the southern coast and up through the deep dark woods of Miriayla. Josiah had been following her eyes tracing the route, when he saw the question in her eyes he turned to her and said, “We will be going south first, we know that Desdemonda frequents the north to train and recruit, and we want to stay out of her way for the time being. We will see what caskets we can find along the coast and then explore the forest in more depth than we have previously. We know that we have two outposts deep in the forest” he pointed to two points on the map, “and it is there that we can leave any new ones, and there that we can send scouts to the north, and when we know the movements of the demons, we will be able to sneak in and awaken those that are ready,”

“But this time you are not to linger,” warned Elijah “we do not need a repeat of last night.”