“I think I’ll go see what’s going on,” Darna said.
“I’d better go see if the Enatel’s here yet,” Eppie said quietly. “Meet me there as soon as you can.”
The bandits they’d arrived with were depositing their packs in an as-yet-uncleared section of the valley, then scattering to greet the ones who’d already arrived. The old priestess who’d found Darna in the temple hurried over to her – she’d been near the front of their group.
“Don’t get involved in that,” she said, indicating the argument at the center of the valley. “You don’t want to cross swords with Larn; I can tell you that much.”
“I don’t have a sword to cross with anyone,” Darna pointed out.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Rather than going away, the old priestess tagged along at Darna’s elbow, shaking her head as Darna approac
