Strange Companions XXXVIII
The town is eerily quiet as you tread quietly away from the din that Buddy is making in the distance. The sense of being utterly alone is both terrifying and comforting, no Shadowy presence haunts the back of your mind.
The center of the town is ringed by lit torches and poles with lanterns hung around them. A makeshift lean-to has been constructed in the town center where your friends are being kept under guard. A small fence has been erected and some barbed wire runs across the top. It occurs to you that Geist would not be bothered by these circumstances even in the worst of times.
There are two townsfolk you don’t recognize sitting in makeshift chairs chatting idly.
“Imagine - being a dragon and thinking Ric wouldn’t find you,” the first seems to spit out the word dragon like a bad piece of food.
“Yeah, and imagine being friends with a dragon. Filthy people, more interested in dragons than the town's well-being!” the other seems to feed off the first, uncomfortably so.
After taking a moment, you gather yourself and try to come up with a good distraction when you notice Vincent staring directly at you. You lock eyes for a moment and he motions for you to back away.
A plan forms in your mind and you slink off to gather the materials you will need.
The center of the town is ringed by lit torches and poles with lanterns hung around them. A makeshift lean-to has been constructed in the town center where your friends are being kept under guard. A small fence has been erected and some barbed wire runs across the top. It occurs to you that Geist would not be bothered by these circumstances even in the worst of times.
There are two townsfolk you don’t recognize sitting in makeshift chairs chatting idly.
“Imagine - being a dragon and thinking Ric wouldn’t find you,” the first seems to spit out the word dragon like a bad piece of food.
“Yeah, and imagine being friends with a dragon. Filthy people, more interested in dragons than the town's well-being!” the other seems to feed off the first, uncomfortably so.
After taking a moment, you gather yourself and try to come up with a good distraction when you notice Vincent staring directly at you. You lock eyes for a moment and he motions for you to back away.
A plan forms in your mind and you slink off to gather the materials you will need.
