Taran was only a boy when he encountered the Horned King. Time passed though. He and Eilowny were doing really great, better then great. But news reached his ears that the Horned King had a son of some sort. The man didn’t know how to feel about this and often paced trying to figure out what to was best to do. In the end what was best was to meet this son. Maybe he was nothing like his father and Taran had to give him that chance. Finally tracking him down they set up a meeting at one the bards. Taran sat in the booth, hands wrapped around a pint waiting for the son of his worst enemy.
@ofthestardust for charlie















