Chapter 14 Mistypool"The Misty Plains haven't seen this much c*****e in a Kobold's age," Tanlen said as he went about making a fire to keep off the night's chill.
"Well…," said Hallos.
"What?"
"The other day we found a m******e in the plains west of here. Three men, humans." Mokanar dropped a pile of wood.
"All dead?" Amborlaine asked.
"And then some." Hallos plopped down by the fire, blowing on the wood to help the blaze grow.
Tanlen sat down next to his daughter, with a moan, followed by a groan. "That's not the most pressing problem." Tanlen aimed at the Dragonchild and the Kenku, "We have these two to deal with, and we have to find the mage."
"We don't have time to do both. The closest magistrate is in Fallfell," Amborlaine drew a blanket up over her shoulders. “Taking these two
