Balin does heal my injuries but as he does, he points out that my healing ability is slowly growing stronger by the hour.
“You should be fine within a day or two, but perhaps the consumption of meat will help speed up the process.”
Half a day has passed by and he has removed Idril’s body.
“I gave him a proper burial,” He tells me, solemnly. “He may have changed during the end of his life, but he deserved the respect I owed him.”
I don’t hate Idril. Nor do I mourn his death. But I feel bad for Balin who seems to struggle with himself.
When Aldon comes back, it’s later in the evening, and his voice is grim, “They’re all dead. Slaughtered.”
I know he’s talking about the pack and Balin glances at me, “Are you sure you don’t know anything more about this person?”
I shake my head, “He wa
