She took the unrolled scroll gingerly, her eyes scanning the contents of the map. The letters changed for her and there was a faint smile that worked its way onto her lips. The marvels magic could give when it was allowed to kindle in a world. Her thumbs brushed the corner of the parchment and then she rolled it back up. Her gaze lifted to the guard, past him, to where he was pointing.

Warded only against harm.

Slowly, she exhaled. She nodded. "I have no intention of causing trouble or harm, sir."

Neria watched him another moment, hesitating. Then, softly, her voice pitched low for him alone, she said, "Kell Maresh."