Next Morning #11

The morning sun cuts through the leaves and shines warmly on the skin of your face. You open your eyes and yawn. You stretch and yawn again. It was surprisingly a good night—you feel refreshed.
Valda is already up, as are the hostages. She’s talking to the young lady. She introduces herself as Aggie. The two older men sit quietly, whispering to one another, but smiling back when looked at. The young dwarf sits alone on a rock at the edge of camp.
Dorbane discovered a few supplies in a discarded sac and distributes the rations to all. He takes his share and sits on a stump, watching the sun rise through the trees. He makes loud chomping noises as he chews on a hunk of old bread.
The hostages look well enough to travel—so with a little food in your bellies, you pull the tabard from Gunther’s cold body and burn it.
No reason to leave this looking like a murder scene.
You leave the body at the base of a tree and cover it with dead branches and loose rocks.
Dorbane nudges you.
“We need to blend in quickly, so no one links us to this camp.” He glances at his fellow Kutollum, standing away from the other hostages. “Then we find out what we can. I’ll walk with young Dagan, there—see if I can’t get some information out of a fellow dwarf, eh?”
“Good idea,” you reply.
The Gypsy guides the party back through the trees, helping the young lady—who still seems to be suffering from the effects of the drugs.

On the walk, you decide to talk to one of the human men… Go to page #12
You accompany Valda and decide to strike up a conversation with the young girl, go to page #84