Pebele
First Post
The adolescents silently nod their assent to Trebuchet, and resume following him, until he completes his task. At which point they disperse towards their homes.
Darrick also earns a few smiles as he shows the boys how to wield a club.
Once everyone is gathered in the meeting hall for dinner, it seems as if the students have been accepted by the vast majority of the settlement. They are treated to smiles and waves this time, much different than before.
Once the meal is done and things are being put away, John Kassel approaches the group again. "I wish we had some way to thank you folks. Unfortunately, we don't have much here. I'd be happy to write to someone at the school and tell 'em how grateful we are fer the help ya'll gave us."
Before Kassel could finish, the door opened and Viktor and the other two villagers entered the common room.
Viktor looked each of the group in the eyes, then returned his attention to Catherine. "I know how to admit when I've been wrong. And I was wrong about you people. I know you come from a military school, so I know that you must be able to see why we didn't trust you. This is our platoon. These people are our only allies. No one else ever gave a damn.
But I was wrong. You killed them. More will probably come, but that can't be helped. At least we know they ain't invincible.
We found a little camp set up not far from where we found their bodies. They had this chest there." Viktor motioned for one of the other men, and he sat a small chest on the table.
"Don't know what's in it, but I figure that whatever it is, it belongs to you now." He turned to Kassel then. "Old man, I'm sorry. Your way was right, after all. This time."
Darrick also earns a few smiles as he shows the boys how to wield a club.
Once everyone is gathered in the meeting hall for dinner, it seems as if the students have been accepted by the vast majority of the settlement. They are treated to smiles and waves this time, much different than before.
Once the meal is done and things are being put away, John Kassel approaches the group again. "I wish we had some way to thank you folks. Unfortunately, we don't have much here. I'd be happy to write to someone at the school and tell 'em how grateful we are fer the help ya'll gave us."
Before Kassel could finish, the door opened and Viktor and the other two villagers entered the common room.
Viktor looked each of the group in the eyes, then returned his attention to Catherine. "I know how to admit when I've been wrong. And I was wrong about you people. I know you come from a military school, so I know that you must be able to see why we didn't trust you. This is our platoon. These people are our only allies. No one else ever gave a damn.
But I was wrong. You killed them. More will probably come, but that can't be helped. At least we know they ain't invincible.
We found a little camp set up not far from where we found their bodies. They had this chest there." Viktor motioned for one of the other men, and he sat a small chest on the table.
"Don't know what's in it, but I figure that whatever it is, it belongs to you now." He turned to Kassel then. "Old man, I'm sorry. Your way was right, after all. This time."