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Talk of Tombs



Faldham was an... interesting place, Gaeded found. The actual town itself wasn't really a town. More like a collection of farms with a pallisaded barrack area and Mead Hall next to it. It wasn't the best place to The Black Steel to stay because of it, as they had to sleep outside in their tents and not in a warm tavern with relatively comfy beds. The people too were interesting. Several caught her eye, but a group of soldiers in this moment, gathered by a fence outside the pallisade, overlooking the fields of wheat and barley that the farmers grew, peaked her interest as she played a game of tug with Grim away from the company's tentage to avoid breaking anything or scaring Athlenah.

"Thu earan woda! You are a madman!" One of the soldiers exclaimed, pointing an accusative finger at one of the others.

The one being pointed at scoffed, "Thu earon forhtest. You are scared." He walked away from the group, making a dismissive gesture, "Ic wil finde othres beornthreát rāsiathrāsiġath se byrgels. I will find another band of men to explore the tomb."

Gaeded watched the man and then thought for the moment. That sounded like something The Black Steel would be interested in helping with.