"Oh," Morgan replied. "No, that is not it at all. It was more Rusgar that brought me here than Roland."

She snorted, "Well of course; you couldn't very well ride ROLAND through the Portal," she giggled.

Morgan shook her head. "No, I am merely here as a guest for a short while. Then I shall return to my home. I am needed there."

"What for?" she asked curiously.

Morgan sighed. "The people who live near me look to me for help and guidance."

"Why?"

Morgan sighed. "I guess you could say that I'm an advisor for them."

She tilted her head to the side, wrinkling her nose in puzzlement. "Why?"

Morgan looked at her. "I really can't explain it. I wish I could but...maybe some other time, all right Daystar?"

The girl looked disappointed, "Why?"

"Learn a new word, sweetling," Roland said, sitting down again.

"You're alive! Treasure didn't kill you!" Daystar said happily.

"Nope; the stew had enough meat."

"Sorry, Daystar. Perhaps some other time you may know."

Morgan looked at Roland. "What do you usually do after dinner?" she asked.

"Depends; today you're here so I might as well show you around."

Morgan nodded. "And if I weren't here?"

He shrugged, looking away.

"Roland spends a lot of time in the Library," Daystar chimed in.

"Now that I would like to see," Morgan commented. "I am certain your collection must be as nice as mine, if not more so."

Daystar shrugged, "I wouldn't know. Most of us can't read. Roland, Treasure and I are more the exception than the rule there. I don't think the books are very interesting."

"What kind of books would you find to be interesting?" Morgan asked.

Daystar shrugged, "Ones that I didn't have to sit down a lot to read."

"Ah," Morgan answered.

She finished eating her stew and pushed the empty bowl away.

"I'll get it!" Daystar chirped, bouncing out of her chair and grabbing the bowl. "Did you want more? Or maybe some desert? Or something to drink?"

Morgan shook her head. "No, I'm fine. But thank you for offering."

She beamed and skipped off.

Roland shook his head. "In case you were planning to ask; yes, she's always like this."

Morgan smiled. "She is a very nice girl, a little curious, but nice."

Roland looked after her worriedly. "She doesn't belong here."

"And where would she belong?" Morgan asked.

"I don't know, but she's not made for this life. She'd much rather adopt animals than hunt them."

At that Morgan chuckled a little. "It sounds like she would get along quite well with my friend Rhiannon."

"And what are they like?" he asked, still eating.

"Rhiannon is a goddess," Morgan said. "She is gentle and caring, especially to her herd. Her affinity is mainly to horses."

He swallowed, "Yeah, I can see Daystar enjoying that. Does she take apprentices?"

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