Author: Feargus
Date: Dec. 27 2001,18:30

"Tell me what you saw, the day Becuille was killed," Maelgenn's words bring me back to reality. I sit for a moment looking into the fire and take a long pull from my drink.

Shaking my head, I shrug my shoulders, "Nothing. Nothing save for the druidess falling from the causeway. I wish I had been closer but we hadn't taken the causeway yet."

A silence ensues as I search my memory.

"I don't know. It must have come from behind her, or someone from the water perhaps. Our warriors were still pushing toward her from the shore."

I look up at the brehon, shaking my head. " We should question everyone, perhaps someone closer to the water saw something more..."

Both Maelgenn and I turn to look around the room. Despite the promise of roasted meat, the eyes that meet us are unreadable. Someone must know, they must.