Seeing Ilisit dead didn't have the same affect on Lanaey as it did the young maiden Laurel. Many had died and seeing one more just hardened the Elf's resolve a bit more.
As they left the dead man Laurel turned and spoke. "Lets not let that happen to Cartil."
Lanaey reached over and squeezed her leaders arm. "I don't plan to, do you?"
Laurel put up a weary smile, "Nay," she looked off at nothing specifically. "Get the rest of what's needed and you three meet me at the forests edge."
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