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You hazard a furtive glance through the trees, and see what was a man, his flesh unwound like the wings of a bird.
Unferth continues:
-Leave all their armour and gold - you will receive more than ample reward when we return. If this does not frighten away the superstitious fools then we will return the old way and burn them all - but it may not come to that.
A brigand asks,
-And the girl, Unferth? What shall we do with her?
You hear the clink of a mail shirt as Unferth bends down, and clasps Tamlyn's face in his hands.
-Would you like to meet the birds, pretty one?
The flayed flesh of the hanging corpses swings in the wind...
>Throw the deer skull now
>Hurl the francisca, the throwing axe at Unferth. Try as you might, your hand is trembling with fear. What if you hit Tamlyn?
You realise that Unferth has been deceived by his men. They mentioned before that a woman had escaped. Is there some way you could use this?
>Walk out and boldly say: your plan will not work Unferth. A woman survived your ambush. She will unravel your lies!
>Something else...?
