Zeric’s gaze never wavered from the dwarf as he listened to the Cudgel’s words. While he knew the dwarf was trying to keep the peace among them all, Zeric also knew what Priestess Urikas had charged him to do.
”The children need you Cudgel, guide those we have freed already to safety, but for every moment we are gone, those we seek to bring to justice will flee like the cowardly rats they are. You know they will not sit idle after we leave. They must be dealt with now, while the iron is hot.”
Looking down at the gash in his armor, Zeric knew that its protection would be limited, but it would have to do for now.
”You may not agree with me Althron, but if you think on my words, you must know I speak the truth. If I fall, it will be Cuthbert’s will, but let me fall seeing his will done. Do not seek to deny me my chance for vengeance on those the trollkin has harmed.”
Softening his words, Zeric added his parting thoughts as he prepared to walk away from the others.
”If you hurry though, I promise to leave some for you…”