to say in the dark, but I think they were green

mant that the description fit their sightings of the monsters. Eventually, the Ruvonians agreed it w

to get along all too we

they be from different countries, " S

matter much, " Lya

es

ou last see

away—they were nearly on me—but that was the last time I saw them clearly.

ed the aged, wiry man w

ode over to Thomas. "

is personal space. Though Thomas was a bit taller than the guar

ogres, " Senior Gon

aybe han

I, " Yor

ay at the rest, "

, " Larson chuckled t

one right in the nood

right, " the

handle six ogres, but do you want to ru

can tear your carts to pieces and eat the horses

fiddled with the jewels on his wri

e the guard. The rest of you try to get some rest.

eanessy commented on their clumsy movement and said that taking out their legs was the key to success, but although they remained alert for hours, nothing presented i

*

king the precarious trails that wound into the mountains' base. Wilma had advised Cicatriz that the trail through the flatter extent away from the mountain was safer, but the old man replied that Gonzalo

s, men, or undead. Larson fiddled with his new helmet, another spiked helmet, but since it was purchased from a gener

ssy chuckled. "O'course', I don't think there be en

e, Larson admitted dwarven craftsmanship was indeed superb. "However, " he added,

n the road, " the

yeah,

peaks made the strenuous journey a little less miserable. Sometimes, the guards passed around flasks or chewed a bit of dried meat. Conversations regarding ogr

ed up to Seanessy and Larson. "Wh

g about them, myself

l be seein' 'em, "

o agree, " the

mas was telling the trut

, " Lars

olds until I saw them kill my