It is done. Auren Vrood, the killer of Professor Lorrimor has been defeated. I know that I must still eventually head to the Gallowspire to put back this Evil that has spread over these lands. But that is for tomorrow.
Today, only the two of us stand.
Elkrunner and Kendra are dead. They did see their quest to the end, but they paid the final price. Walter, by all accounts should be dead….again. But something in him refuses to let go. I am not sure if a man’s soul can take such damage. If he comes back, how much more “broken” will he be? And then there is Jenkins, I do not know what power he serves, but it seems bound to Walter.
I have know the girl Mordren for only a few months. She has shown herself to be an experienced tracker and hunter as well as an expert marksman. But also never afraid to go toe to toe with that axe of hers.
When the White Witches took my mother and sister, I wondered the wastelands in haze of rage for years. Fighting for what I thought was the glory of battle itself. It is only now that I have purpose.
I fear for Mordren. Today her “family” has been killed. I see the twin passions of rage and grief fill her. Will they consume her, or will best these demons? We shall see tomorrow.
Today, We walk.