As the sun rose in the sky, the battle for the town was over. Women and children poured out into the sun to the cheers of men as love ones reunite or searched piles of body that now kicked in stench for families. Oliver placed away his bow taking in the hard won battle that even now the adventurers chipped in to calm people with magic or move bodies to recover the men that had fallen. Through magic or bandages and medicinal herbs wounds were tended. Aurar didn’t seem the slightest interested in having his dealt with. Oliver considered the adventurers those that now walked freely around them he knew that leaving things to chance could be a horrible thing. Today’s allies could easily be tomorrow enemies especially given the situation it would be the best time knowing the town’s state of affa
