Thorgom laughed at the orders of Ghurdan and pitched his tent a bit away from the camp. To the annoyance of Sammael. In his tent he felt right at home. The chair he carried was soon in the corner and he went outside to see what was going on. It seemed they had a plan to send of two people to gather information about the camps. Stupid people, they take along a man of the outskirts of the land and don't bother to ask if he knows about the camps.
"Ohw well, better if they don't bother me with questions. They are annoying enough as it is." Thorgom said to himself.
The priestess' where about being important in their own way and Thorgom went for a walk. The "brother and sister" were already off to the village, so it was best not to go there. It would get in the way of their ridiculous plan. The people here are stupid, they would soon be back. The biggest fool could do gathering information without trouble. Curious of the outcome, Thorgom went back to the camp to see what happened.
At the arrival of the scene he saw that Zasfal was bleeding a bit and the priestess slapped him across the face. Thorgom felt sorry for the man, he had been whacked three times in two days. He pulled out a clean bit of texture and gave it to him. Zasfal looked at him with disbelieve and a view to kill.
"I'm fine thank you." He said calmly.
He heard the priestess mutter something about fools. Thorgom figured that something had gone wrong in the village, the priestess' never slapped without reason. And flirting was not a reason for punishment. He had experienced that himself. So the two stupid children had messed up in the town.
"It must have been the girl. She is a fiery spirit." Thorgom reasoned with himself.
The thought of Zasfal taking a blow for a girl he did not even want to get hit for was deadly amusing. Thorgom went to his tent with cramps of laughing. Again the group looked as if they saw water burn and a rat running trough the food. Thorgom went out again; he found a rat running around and caught it. It appeared to be some sort of mating season or something, because the place was crawling with rats. Thorgom managed to catch about six fat ones. Satisfied with the rats he went to the tent and set up a roast with some branches. He got a lot of looks of the women and men standing a bit further. He raised the roasted rats that he was eating.
"Anyone want a bite?" Thorgom shouted.
One of the men took a dive behind the cart and started throwing up. Thorgom laughed on his stool and munched on the rats.
[ July 10, 2003: Message edited by: Helkahothion ]
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