Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3507184-20140617035032/@comment-25076627-20140621223216

 Uneasy with the thought of having a threat close behind, the rangers resolve to track down Dog of War and Balial. With Lomon in such a critical condition, Cassandra is forced to stay behind to watch him. Her magick is still nullified.

 I look to Sol and Cassandra. "There are enough dangers in these mountains as it is, I won't have a necromancer and a lunatic ish'vati covering our only way back." I start off in the direction Dog of War ran off to with Balial. The bloody drag marks are clear on the ground, even a child could follow the trail. Celeste runs alongside me.

"Do we even need help from outsiders, given what just happened?" she asks. "They could turn on us at any moment. Why not continue without them?"

The same thought occured to me, but I tried to mask my concern. "We need whatever help we can get. There is no telling what surprises are ahead."

I stop. The trail leads into a nearby cave marked with the sigil of the Darkspire garrlok clan. "Damn fools," I curse. I weigh my options briefly, then begin my vigilant approach to the cave with my fellow rangers close behind.