TWENTY
Unmasking
SPRING 966 MC
Albreda took a slice of meat and placed it on her plate.
"I'm surprised to see you eat that," said Arnim. "I thought animals were your friends?"
"They are," replied the Druid, "but does not the wolf eat the deer? It's the natural way of things. Of course, I prefer my meat cooked as opposed to raw, so I'm not quite as wild as some people seem to think." Her eyes looked left to where the commoner, Conrad, sat. "How is your food?"
"A mite rich for my taste," the fellow responded, "although I appreciate the gesture."
"And how has your visit been so far?"
"Eye-opening, to say the least. I must admit to some intimidation at the sight of all the greenskins—"
"Orcs," said Albreda. "To call them anything else is an insult."
"My pardon. The Orcs were, at firs
