"Yes, that was most distressing experience."
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"Greetings, Amara. My task is done", Ren tiredly says and looks for a place to sit.
REn starts towards mill. "Common, folks. Let us go inside and rest."
"They look familiar. Are those bones the same ones who made rends in my armor and my flesh?"
"Greetings. What's in the holes?"
"Perhaps we should talk when we get there. I could use some rest and a moment to tend my wounds. I have not fared well against those undead abominations."
"Friends, when you find the time, we should talk about what happened tonight."
Ren tiredly asks: "Can someone help me with my wounds?"
Tired and dirty, Ren falls behind others and follows them.
Ren looks around, trying to find some clue about the person or persons who raised them.
"Strange. It seems to me that those undead abominations had a master or mistress. Someone raise them from their unearthly slumber and commanded them to attack the village. And I think this is that person's trail."
"Yes, let us go" Ren tiredly says.
"I do, friend. Just give me a moment to bind my wounds, and I'll join you to look for them..." REn quickly ties his wounds so that they do not bleed any more , and then he slowly turn around himself, using his knowledge of nature to try to predict where would any survivors hide in the forest
Ren raises his head and howls to the night sky. Then he pulls his mask from the face, and says: "I owe you my life."
Ren turns towards the skeletons, once again changing the grip on his kukris and silently cursing the bad luck that follows him this evening.
Wolfmask suddenly stops in the middle of his tracks and reversing the kukris strikes backwards with both blades at the same time.
"Help! Over here! Help!", shouts Ren, running around the skeletons in a wide circle and towards the tree figures.
Panting like a real wolf, youngling tightly grips his knives, wondering what to do and where to run.
Fighting against rising despair, Ren tries once more to defend himself against undead monstrosity.
Young man steels himself, trying to remember all that his father taught him. He becomes the wolf behind the mask.
Ren attacks, wielding both of his kukris.
The sight of a scarecrow is giving him the creeps, but nevertheless Ren goes towards the trees.
Not taking off his wolf mask, Ren rushes out of the inn, looking for danger and checking to see that his kukris will easily slide from sheets.
Ren accepts the mask, fighting the tears and trying not to show his feelings. His father had a wolf as companion.
"That would be very nice, Ouryn. Tell me, have I stumbled on some kind of celebration?"
"Excuse me, could I have some tea? And perhaps something to eat?"
Young Kaidar still travels. He looks forward to the hot cup of tea at the end of his journey.
Ren shudders. "Perhaps it's time to get on the road again", he says to himself.
"With the first rays of sun", says Ren to himself, "I'll need to hurry to the village."
Ren heads to the village, hoping he'll get there in time to contact Saori's party.
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