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Pravus

He traveled alongside the group as they made their way to their first destination. Pravus was silent the entire trip, not saying a word to anyone. If it weren't for Randionalia's threat to throw him in prison again he'd of just left by this point. The holy man had something that he wanted though. He wanted his knowledge of their funeral practices. His desire for this knowledge was stronger than his fear of the king's head assassin's threats against him. She was hardly any threat and he could easily leave in the dead of night as even she needs to sleep while he does not. Sure, he'd have to deal with the consequences but his entire unlife had been nothing but a consequence of his failure as a Grave Tender, a failure to the family. Any retribution that comes his way would not be unjust.

None the less he stayed with the group, traveling the land alongside the wagon. Eventually they approached Fort Andril, a fortress which definitely bore the scars of a dragon attack. The king's assassin yelled up to the guards and they were let inside. Now inside Pravus saw the scene of the dragon's toll on these people. Quite frankly, these people didn't seem to be doing half bad. Of course given his frame of reference being the war in which unspeakable atrocities were committed by every part of the military he served under and the plague which made this tragedy almost laughable in comparison to the carnage and misery which swept his land.


Looking at what the town had remaining he noted that their supplies were quite low. Given what he had seen he made the jump to the conclusion that they would probably have little to no armaments to spare as well. He didn't need to assume anything however as the commander basically told them everything they needed to know, inviting them into the keep where they would discuss their quest. There was not much else to this place but to move on so he followed the main body as they proceeded to the keep. The air mage split off from the group as they approached and the swordswoman wanted to train while the others went inside. Such matters were irrelevant to him, he disregarded the two for now as he proceeded alongside the group, not a single word to speak.