Sometime later
The war party begins to leave, led by the chieftains of all three clans and their various Khans....Several Bison Khans, one Light khan and a Sword Khan, each resplendent in their martial finery, bedecked in feathers, furs and surrounded by protective spirits. The shamans are there too, with
Whispers On The Wind waving from their midst. Thankfully the Storm Khans and their followers are still out East, hero questing and hopefully vanquishing chaos.
Next come the warriors, serious married men and women, veterans of scores of battles, grim looks on their faces. In contrast the Braves who follow in their wake, galloping fast, jeer, shout and boast as they get ready to increase their notoriety...
Then all that is left are the Rangers, where sat amongst them on her fine Rhino is
Angelika,
Amara at her side.
Once the last brave passes she picks up her lance and motions for her escort to follow...