Jacob took the painted portrait from the painter and studied it closely.
"Is that him? Is that the man who took Eira?" Janis asked her brother eagerly.
The man in the portrait had long rugged white hair, a dark rugged beard, glowing reddish eyes and an angry badly scarred face.
"Yes, this is definitely him," Jacob responded as he rolled up the parchment with the man's face on it. "I can't forget that menacing face."
Janis gasped and covered her mouth in terror, the man looked like a beast, only the gods knew what kind of terrifying and horrid things he was doing to Eira. "We need find her quickly Jacob, she could be in danger!"
"Who could be in danger?"
Jacob and Janis turned around and both froze when they saw Eira at the door observing them.
"Eira!" Janis ran towards the redhead and wrapped her arms around her, "thank the gods you're okay!" Tears streamed from her eyes as she hugged the woman.