The Necromancer's Pact VIII: The Rising Tide

[Dr._Bob]

The Rashemi apparently feel no compulsion to explain themselves. Even Tryntha can only guess at their thoughts. Though she too is Rashemi, she has not spent much time with members of this lodge, nor with elite fighters in general.

It occurs to her that the Rashemi were not afraid of the owlbears, but were rather loath to slay them. The owlbears were not the intruders here. We were, she thinks to herself. Being Rashemen-born herself, she understands that wild animals, even magic ones, native to this area are generally neither good nor evil.

Had the party clashed directly with the owlbears, certainly either one side or the other would have been annihilated, with almost certain casualties even on the "winning" side.

Instead, a horse was sacrificed so that further bloodshed could be avoided. She can understand why the Rashemi seem look upon Khazrael's actions with distaste. His gleeful attacks on the owlbears likely bordered on sadism in their eyes.

Tryntha realizes that the more time she spends with the foreigners, the more she is able to see things from their point of view.

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You spend one more night outdoors under the crystal clear night sky. You will arrive in Immilmar tomorrow, the captain advises. He looks Faluil, Grynde, and Khazrael in the eyes individually, as if challenging them to say something or to do something ...