ELRETH
Elreth ignored the Anima who sat silently glaring, or whispered to their companions.
Instead she nervously scanned the crowd for Aaryn, knowing he would have hidden himself. "Come forward, Aaryn and take your seat at the table of power!" she called across the market, still looking for him. Then she frowned. "Is Aaryn here?"
"He's here!" came a call from the back corner and everyone turned.
She saw him step forward from behind a tall line of the disformed who'd stood at the back, his broad shoulders crawling towards his ears. He hated the attention of large groups—mostly because they were usually a good chunk of them that wanted to set him down or were suspicious. One of the males in the group who was still applauding loudly, pushed him forward—several more around him clapping and cheering—but he took one stumbling step, then stopped.
