Chapter 15 - A Strange Guide on a Strange Road

Days 32 to 35

Having carried his surviving friends to the safety of the ruined tower (or dragged, in the case of the half-ogre) and having retrieved the body of Blixhaven, Trykaar set to bandaging their wounds and setting up camp for the night. Focusing on his tasks, he was unaware that alien eyes were observing his labour until a voice spoke to him from the night. Whirling to encounter the potential threat, Trykaar spied an elven face peering over the ruined wall of the keep. Glancing about, he saw that he had left his weapons in a pile on the other side of the tower. Was he trapped?

But the elf made no immediate move for his weapons, and Trykaar's suspicions were slightly assuaged when the elf stepped slowly into the firelight. He (or she, it's so difficult to tell) hailed him in a conversational tone while making no move for his weapons; a longbow slung across his back and a rapier hung loosely from his belt. The elf introduced himself as Aldur, called Swiftleaf by some, of House Taramandil. Trkaar remembered that this was the same house

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