I spent the rest of that day with Erik and Dragg. Erik was more than happy to tell us all about the last four years of his life. He was particularly proud of how often he was able to bring in criminals, so he says. I had wondered to myself what they had done to be called such a thing. I didn’t have to wonder long though.
As we walked through the village, Erik began describing, in grave detail, how he went about each arrest. Dragg was beaming with joy. I however grew bored quickly. I didn’t like the thought of people being arrested. It brought upsetting memories with it. Erik began to see how uncomfortable I was.
“Lii, what have you been up to? I’ve been talking for far too long now.” Erik chuckles at himself.
“Good morning Mr. Lance!” Dragg called over to the blacksmith before m
