Forhorns: Farnworth
As expected, Pathwyn chimed in with her opinion.
"We have to ask ourselves two questions. Can we defeat Penrhyn, Cannibal, and his thugs? And are we heroes or just mercenaries?"
She let the questions percolate in her comrades' minds for a short while before going on.
"I can't answer the first question yet. We don't really know what all we're up against. But we already beat Bror, Vardis, Kieran, and Damon. I'm willing to take the leap of faith that we're up to the rest of the challenge. As for the second question, I wouldn't sleep well knowing I left the townspeople of Farnworth to the bullying and cruelty of Cannibal's gang. Those people shouldn't live in fear every time they go to the market, or the tavern, or to church. You've seen them. They're terrified!"
Bourbon shook and bucked a little, reminding Pathwyn that she was preaching from the back of a live animal, not a soapbox. She patted the horse's neck comfortingly before wrapping up.
"And even though I never knew Eliphas, I don't like the idea of his murderer running around free either, especially now that we know who did it."