Fallen Lands

Following the direction told by the woman, they traveled for several dozen more kilometers until they saw a campsite at the edge of a large lake.

Neighing horses, laughing marauders, and crying women.

"Mister Padt… That woman meant to guide us to these people, right?" Tulu looked at the bandits and a number of cages in which more people were trembling in the night wind because they didn't have any clothing.

"You just noticed?" Angor didn't seem concerned.

"A*shole." Tulu spat. "If we were mortal travelers, we would have fallen into her trap. You shouldn't have given the prick anything to wear and just let her freeze to death."

"Pfft. We went to her on Gondola. Do you really think she took us for common mortals? I don't see a problem with her action. We were looking for people, and she showed us people."

"Yeah but… She's using us. That doesn't feel right. Don't you feel angry at her, Mister Padt?"