|
Wulfham - Leod
"Grandfather, it is? Humpf! There was a time I could run rings around the likes of you. Still, I suppose you have a point. And I do have a connection or two in Edoras. Long years ago, I was a healer serving the needs of the Riders. I've heard a thing or two about the ways of Orcs that may be of some use to you. And how your Lord could send your band off without a proper healer, I'll truly never know. Wait here a minute till I get my things."
Leod quickly whisked about the cottage and then out into the garden, stuffing a variety of supplies and herbs into one of the canvas bags. Coming back inside, he picked up his wooden stave and slung the satchel over his shoulder, "We'd best have a look about the village." His tone was perfectly even. "Perhaps these blasted Orcs managed to miss a soul or two. I don't want to leave here until I am absolutely sure that no one has been left behind who needs the services of a healer."
With that, the two men walked through the door and out onto the deserted thoroughfares of the village.
|