The boar had been skinned and prepared for cooking through, Agoras and Vas set it upon the great fire the others had built in the process of their preparing the meat. Vas grinned happily to his comrades and their companions.
“I hope you don’t mind your meat a little charred,” he said as it was singed from their blasting it in the forest and they laughed.
“Where is Ievos?” Dresna asked having not seen him for a while but he appeared trudging back to them and taking a seat on his bedroll. He was scowling and looked to be in pain. “Are you alright? You disappeared for a while,” Dresna asked.
“I am fine,” he replied shortly and then looked over to Iefyr. “He is still unconscious?” he asked.
“Yes, we cannot know the true extent of his injuries immediately. He may have internal ones from the
