"Sam! Thank the Gods you're alive!" his mother exclaimed happily and pulled him in a warm hug, uncaring about his damp black robes. His eldest sister, Talla was there too, smiling softly at him. Gods, she had grown up quite a lot in the years he had been gone. Talla looked like a woman grown instead of a lanky girl and was now just as tall as he was. She would definitely make a splendid Lady of Horn Hill and rule far better than he would. "Let's get you changed into something dry and warm!"