~The White Flag of Lies~

EIRA

I woke to a gray sky the morning Kian rode in for a peace talk. We were already at the clearing near the river before the sun rose, so we saw him long before he reached the outer circle of the rogue camp. It was just one rider, one horse, no escort and no armor.

He had a white scrap of cloth in his hand and rode slowly, like a man who wanted everyone to know he meant no harm. Elrich had chosen the clearing because it was open and we could see anyone coming from ...