The Strategos
Thanatos
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A solitary figure sat beside a fire, only a single flagon of wine to keep him company. From the amount of liquid in the container, it had likely kept him company for most of the night. One leg was stretched out, bandaged heavily. An accident most likely. It could, of course, been caused by the dragon, but then if that happened he would be having more than a leg bandaged. No, it was more likely that he was already injured when the dragon came, thus explaining his solitary survival.
“Excuse me for intruding. Allow me to introduce myself. I am…well, you may call me Oni. I am the one you rangers requested from the capital to solve your problem.”
The ranger didn’t move, not even a slightest twitch to betray the fact that he heard me. He just kept starring into the fire. I understood, after all, losing all your friends in a single day, with you unable to assist in any way, it would hit any man hard.
Pulling out my beads, I sat on the floor. I was not so crass as to demand him to immediately cease his mourning. I had revealed who I was, he would acknowledge me when he wished. Taking off my hat, I began to murmur quietly “May the souls of the departed find rest. Receive them, O Untor into your loving embrace...”
“Excuse me for intruding. Allow me to introduce myself. I am…well, you may call me Oni. I am the one you rangers requested from the capital to solve your problem.”
The ranger didn’t move, not even a slightest twitch to betray the fact that he heard me. He just kept starring into the fire. I understood, after all, losing all your friends in a single day, with you unable to assist in any way, it would hit any man hard.
Pulling out my beads, I sat on the floor. I was not so crass as to demand him to immediately cease his mourning. I had revealed who I was, he would acknowledge me when he wished. Taking off my hat, I began to murmur quietly “May the souls of the departed find rest. Receive them, O Untor into your loving embrace...”