Bereck said a wingleader wanted to meet with her - an interested party, someone willing to help or at least lend verbal support. The healer didn't give too many details, just the mans name, his rank, passed on that it had been the one that watched her on the Gather. No longer worried about being surrounded and murdered at a Gather in front of many, Natai was much calmer, poised, ready to talk and discuss things like a civilized person. And she did, indeed, feel civilized.

S'dekai stayed at their camp with the coordinates of the meeting point, just in case. Natai went alone, freshly clean, orange strapless dress impeccable, and a very excited Iachixth flying about above her head. The goldrider carried no weapon, no backup, simply some paperwork on the riding harness of her darling and her own confidence. Rochelle and C'tis were at some hot spring, though made aware of the situation. Like many times now, Natai wore a small blue fire lizard about her neck, the little bodyguard willing and waiting to call for backup at a moments notice.

Her hands shook. This wasn't her first of the many about her new plan and, hopefully, a new start to everything, but it was one of the few times she went a lone now a days. Natai missed people. ... And perhaps a large protective presence with a scowl and brutal scars.

That always helped.

I am very excited, Natai! All the bronzes we've met so far are very nice and this one was there when we left the Hold, right? You said he was.

"Bereck mentioned it, Iachixth," Natai said, outloud and in her mind. Speaking without words bothered her. "It will be okay."

iachixth kept an eye out in the meantime.