Amif, Umbra and Vrikk
Branching paths
“They were fools not to take our offer, these woods claim lives” said Amif. The squat dour man ended his assessment staring at his two companions, daring a contradiction. Nature had seen fit to compliment his lack of height with an egregious amount of facial hair the upkeep of which had evidently lapsed recently.
“Foolish? I wonder about that, the bare-footed one Bloodbane is a soldier. She would have fought against your provinces military Amif” the voice came from an older man leaning heavily on a gnarled wooden stick. In comparison to his cohorts Vrikk had taken great pains to keep his person unsoiled by their various trails and misfortunes.
“Bad times for most of our people,” the final member chimed in. Umbra, a tall imposing woman paused from chopping firewood with her battle axe. “I liked the other one, the suspicious Slyvet. Maybe we should have offered them help to find Kovac?”
Turning his back instead of answering Amif went over the contents of their haul. He shivered involuntarily at the large spider corpse, dead and butchered it still scared him. Flashes of claustrophobia, endless skittering and gut-wrenching sickness from the spiders’ venom assaulted him. He closed the bag. Two corpses and a satchel filled with their damned eyes and mandibles, all they had managed to claim while fighting a retreat out of the tunnels. It would have to be enough for the Spoked Wheel.
Vrikk shook his head, “We still have a journey ahead of us and we have suffered our own loses. Those remains will not keep and we need proof to join.”
“Whatever took their friend must be a monster, killing monsters and protecting people isn’t that why we are joining in the first place?” Umbra had picked up her axe again, the splintering of wood punctuating her argument.
Studying Amif’s back Vrikk waited patiently for the Allitans opinion, when none was given he answered, “It is already dark looking for them now would be unwise. We can all make our decision in the morning. I met Kovac briefly in town and I believe it would be a loss to the community of Avrig if she didn’t return.”
“Kill the fire, I don’t want whatever took Kovac to come for us,” was all Amif said before disappearing into his bedroll.