>>6118179Though they're a little shaken up. Time to hustle them out of here. They're very relieved to know we're right up by the road.
Not exactly in a coherent state of affairs, but we'll get them to the doctors along with the rest and get them debriefed. Maybe they can elaorate on what went down in this town?
>>6117386>>6117311>>6118124[Later, Elsewhere, while Zivka prepares to wander off into the Wastes on their own in the middle of the night, a very ardeous way of committing a slow murder of the self]
Montosi checks the area. A few Company trooper are hard at work cleaning up fallen, fixing corpses, and scavenging good arrows. You can never go wrong scavenging good arrows.
The long twillight is ending. The sun is dipping. And the shadows grow longer and longer. Soon, it will be torch time and lanternlight and the encroaching darkness held only at bay by the distant stars and the light of the moons.
Montosi keeps her voice low, quick, snap-shot. Points at the quiet village beyond, hopefully now emptied of both our supply clerks and our supplies. The last of them trudged up the road ten minutes ago, blinking faintly and unable to believe their own luck. What a day.
Listen, Montosi starts.
That village is strange. That feast? Bread prepared in every house, every villager missing, and not a thing disturbed. I've . . . seen . . . something a little like this before. And I want to find out if my hunch is on point.
I might need some help. Which would mean I need a few of you to come along. But you've had a void-touched day, and it's a lot to ask.
I don't know what might happen, she continues, and she does seem as if she genuinely does not know, but it might be dangerous to an extreme of danger I cannot describe for you. Or it might be nothing. Or it might be something very strange indeed, which warrants proper looking.
I want to hold up in that warehouse of yours. It's empty now, and it doesn't have any feast food prepared inside it.
Here's my ask, alright?
>Lend me 2 Ward Specialists, to ward the doors, just in case. >And come along, if you want to to help me shed some light on a mystery. But you'll be staying up for most of the night because sleeping will be potentially dangerous, and so you will be recklessly, enormously fatigued if you march tomorrow.If you've got warding skills yourself, we can spare the Specialists and not pull them off duty.
So, what'll it be? You want to help me out here?
I wish I could be more specific, but I don't think I know what might happen here. I've just got this ... feeling.
>???>Anyone who wants to VOLUNTEER should reply to this post. It's open to anyone, but be aware the danger might be staggering.So, uh, yeah. Any question?
She finishes with a sudden smile and a little shrug. Looks like she's picked up a padded uniform and a sword somewhere along the way.
