VainForsworn

The full moon hung in the cloudless sky overhead like a flawless pearl in the ocean of night, its silvery light providing more than enough illumination for Khevar to spot the opening of the pathway leading into the forest. Not that the light was necessary; he had walked this way so often that he could probably make the journey with his eyes closed. He pulled his cloak more closely around him as he entered the trees. It was still early enough in spring that there was a slight chill in the air at night, and he wore only his tunic and trousers. It felt odd, being out without his armor, but there was no way to don plate mail quietly, and he had