The village of the tree folk was in tatters, littered with debris, damaged surroundings and recent blood splatters. Most worryingly, it was deserted. There were no survivors hiding among the ruins, no bodies left lying in the mud. Silvain tried to comfort Magnolia, who was beside herself in tears.
"What lies to the North of here?" asked Fayina as she and Tabitha returned from scouting the nearby area.
"Some forgotten, ruined temple," replied Magnolia between sobs. "Why?"
"There are a lot of tracks going in that direction, it's possible some of your people are alive," explained Tabitha. "We're going after them."
Hearing this Magnolia recomposed herself as best she could and nodded.
*****
The old stone temple, now covered in vines, sat in a steep valley, giving the girls a good view from the edge of the treeline. Sure enough, a small band of tree folk, bound together at the wrists, were being led into the main plaza by reptilian-like humanoids each carrying a spear and shield.
"What are those?" whispered Fayina. Magnolia could only shrug as she too had never seen them before.
"Doesn't matter what they are," growled Tabitha as she unsheathed her blade. "Not after we're through with them."
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