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Post by Duma on Oct 15, 2020 18:53:45 GMT -6
"Two bandits? Hmm.. I must be getting rusty." He hoped his small attempt at humor might lighten the mood a bit. It's not always easy having to deal with teenagers. And Duma knew next to nothing about this young man except that he was an archer and that his name was Zain. The swordsman took a glance at the dead body. The man didn't die gracefully.
"Zain.. I suggest you.. don't look at it." Duma fought the urge to kick the arm of the dead man.
"Don't think about the dead too much. If you start to imagine how their lives were.. you wouldn't be able to survive the road ahead. And the road ahead is fraught with more dangers then just petty bandits." Monsters. Undead. Duma thought for a moment. Then scratched his chin. What was this road anyway? And where did it lead? He knew it lead out of Caelin, but he wasn't 100% sure as to which of the surrounding territories it would go.
"My name is Duma." The swordsman introduced himself after a bit of a pause.
"What are you doing on a dangerous road like this? Do you live around here?" Duma asked with some mild curiosity. If this kid did live nearby, Duma would make sure he got home safe. Even if that meant doubling back towards the town behind them. And if he didn't live around here, well, then he supposed the two of them would have to walk this road together. At least for a little while.
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