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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 1191171" data-attributes="member: 11574">Alriand finds the chef's tent, and brings back 8 bottles with some kind of liquid in each of them. Xanoniel rifles through them, finding the antidote and forcing it through Tharhack's clenched teeth. Rebrey eyes the naked bandit, looks towards where Gerona ran off to, and decides that two alive bandits is just two too many. Although in his morality killing an unarmed man just seems wrong on some level, so he asks Alriand to do it for him, apparently seeing nothing wrong with someone else doing it while he looks on. Xanoniel helps Tharhack to a sitting position, and offers him some water while she takes a look at his stab wound. Rebrey comes over and pats Tharhack on the back, reassuring Tharhack that Geran won't stay free for long. "I'm a failure." Tharhack tells him."Don't be so hard on yourself. No one could've known he was free and had a poisoned blade hidden somewhere on himself." Rebrey replies."He's a crafty individual that one, and his death will bring a smile to my face again." Xanoniel offers."He got me upset, angry and I lost focus. I was weak against his verbal onslaught, I failed myself, my faith, and my deity." Tharhack gets up to his feet and walks down to the river's edge."man, I've never seen him like that before. I hope he snaps out of it quickly though, otherwise we'll be sitting ducks on our way back to Thumble." Rebrey tells Xanoniel."Questions of faith, are never answered according to the needs if a third party." Xanoniel says coldly to Rebrey "Perhaps a little more faith from you, and Tharhack won't have to go through this alone.""What, I have faith. Just not in something I can't swing at." Rebrey answers."The only things you'll gain from being in constant battle, are a sore back, aching arms, a numb mind, and a hollow heart. Soldier." Xanoniel retorts."A couple of dozen whacks on a tree with an ax, and I can bring an elf's world to a crashing end, and all the faith in the world will not save him. I have the power to decide if he lives or not my faith in something, and surely not his faith in something to stop me from doing it." Rebrey replies."But he's already saved regardless of what you do, nature gives life, and nature recycles you when you're through chopping down trees. Nature will be waiting for you when the reaper takes you final breath away. I have faith in that." Xanoniel answers.Alriand finishes off the bandit and then starts searching the bodies for anything valuable. Tharhack sits on the shore, feet dangling in the icy water, thinking about all of the tragedies that have befallen them since they left on this lonely road of discovery. Alriand shrieks at the discovery of two silver pieces on a dead bandit, as a black crow swoops through the camp, buzzing Alriand twice to the enjoyment of Rebrey, before leaving to the north. "Do you think your wolf tracked Geran down and killed him off?" Rebrey asks Xanoniel."No, I just hope that the wolf was able to stay around long enough to keep Geran running away further from the camp." Xanoniel answers</blockquote>

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