TWELVE
Consequences
It had been a long night. They had convincingly seen off their attackers, but the price had been high. Despite the best efforts of the farmstead community’s renewalist, there had been several casualties. Two members of the community had been released, and there were numerous injuries, including one of Gaelin’s lot who had suffered a life-altering wound; one of the Louperdu had bitten through the Freylarkin’s left arm, severing it entirely, and by the time the overworked renewalist attended the scene, it had been too late to reattach the severed limb. At first, the farmstead’s residents had been in shock – it had been their first taste of raw combat. The savage attack had rocked Gaelin’s people, leaving a sombre mood in its wake. However, as the cycle wore on, the comm
