The dogs do pick up their sent and bark, but Kreyu calls out to the camp almost as soon as the barking starts. "Hail and well met," she calls out.
The men huddle together for a moment before the man Skellig overheard approaches them cautiously. Some of the other men are soothing the dogs and the horses.
"I hope we are well met, travelers," he says. "Gods know enough has gone wrong in the past day that we need all the fortune we can get."
There are RULES about hospitality, widespread throughout the Mythic Age. A guest to one's camp is safe, is offered food and drink, so long as they behave themselves.
The man they are speaking with offers them wine diluted with water and bread. "What has gone wrong?" Kreyu asks.
"A great many deaths," he replies. "A handful of young nobles and a prince, on a fool's errand."
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Date: 2024-06-30 10:16 pm (UTC)The dogs do pick up their sent and bark, but Kreyu calls out to the camp almost as soon as the barking starts. "Hail and well met," she calls out.
The men huddle together for a moment before the man Skellig overheard approaches them cautiously. Some of the other men are soothing the dogs and the horses.
"I hope we are well met, travelers," he says. "Gods know enough has gone wrong in the past day that we need all the fortune we can get."
There are RULES about hospitality, widespread throughout the Mythic Age. A guest to one's camp is safe, is offered food and drink, so long as they behave themselves.
The man they are speaking with offers them wine diluted with water and bread. "What has gone wrong?" Kreyu asks.
"A great many deaths," he replies. "A handful of young nobles and a prince, on a fool's errand."