King Lyall approached the mid-kingdom capital with his army, his son and daughter at his side and the elven slave his son had impregnated. He needed to establish an alliance; King Bartol was no alliance. He had no more men left or at least they were dispersed after the defeat of their capital. Some of the men began to cough and heave and then he smelled it too.
“What is it?” Princess Lorrai asked.
“Death, my daughter, that is what that smell is,” King Lyall said, and they continued onwards. They approached the gates and noticed outside these gates, a heap of what appeared to be burnt corpses and there were various corpses left spread about on the ground, left to rot. These corpses appeared human from what they could see. The elven must have been given the dignity of a burning but the
