Re: Paths of the Damned - Prologue: Through the Drakwald
"Yes...I suppose they are..." Lukas replied to Hilde, who was supervising the rear of the train heading North. His voice trailing as he saw the figures leaving Grimminhagen and heading closer towards them. It wasn't hard to spot them, they were the only people who didn't look like desperate refugees. The Dwarf and the Halfling stood out as one would expect but the giant Northman, a good head taller than the rest of the party and the strange woman in the colourful robes marked them out as the outsiders who he had briefly camped with in the ruins of 'The Bawdy Goblin'.
He felt a curious feeling of relief that they all appeared to be in one piece, but then it turned into another feeling that he didn't care for. It was one of resentment and he felt his anger build inside him as they tramped up the hill towards them. He bit his lip hard, and felt the coppery taste of his own blood at the tip of his tongue. When the time came to defend Untergard they all held back and let him fight the mutants on his own. When he fell from the river they left him to die. He'd practically sacrificed himself and neither the town nor the outsiders cared less and now here he was, feeling angry about himself for feeling so hurt.
He breathed in and tried to calm himself, turning to his new friends who had held back from the conversation with Hilde.
"These are the people I was telling you about," as if it wasn't obvious by their distinction from the rest of the townsfolk. Whatever they decided wasn't his concern in any case, really he felt he was doing everyone concerned a favour.
He steeled himself to let his feelings pass and greet them with a friendly 'hello' and just let the others decide what they thought best. That was until the sullen dwarf made it to the top of the hill and asked them what they were doing - like he owned the Drakwald!
"What am I doing here?" he added incredulously, with a look of wide eyed astonishment on his face. "Why am I standing here?" he snapped, as if it was an affront to the Dwarf that he should be alive and talking to people he knew and called neighbour.
"We're talking to Hilde here. What's it of your business?" he added dismissively, turning away from the dwarf and deciding not to explain himself further.