“Kruth.” Mallory stared up at the orc who, at six and a half feet, towered over her. He had greenish grey skin, protruding lower canines and bulging arm muscles that were clearly visible since he wore a hide vest with his heavy cotton trousers. At each wrist was a wide copper bracelet, he had on leather boots and a longsword at his side. “What are you doing in Wayholt? Why aren’t you at South Peak Mine?”
Ryan gestured to a chair at a nearby, empty table. “Bring it over and join us.”
Danae glanced at the exit. “We can’t stay too long.”
“Why not?” Brodie asked.
“Danni’s mum wasn’t impressed at not knowing where she was earlier.” Ryan turned to Kruth. “Are you visiting your brother?”
“If only.” Kruth brought over the chair. “It’s all terribly unfair. That goblin bait that was stuck in t
