It's raining in Haven. As a result, the Palace grounds are nearly deserted. The Companions' Field is soggy and the Companions themselves are mostly enjoying the nice cozy stables. The few people braving the early autumn downpour have their heads tucked in against their chests and hoods pulled over their faces.

Herald-Mage Savil Ashkevron, having just finished some mage-work in one of the outlying Palace buildings, is riding hunched over Kellan's neck, cheating a little bit with a mage-barrier to keep the rain off her head and a little heat-spell.