Quest for the Ainereg RPG

[Arien]

Elen rode at the rear of the company. Alone. She thought she better stay away from the others as she might say something she regretted. It was indeed hard enough to make friends with these people without insulting them with her sharp tongue. The others talked quietly to each other, but Elen hummed to her self, a song her father had sung her. A story of when the world was young, innocent and beautiful.

As she sung she looked around, more corpses lay dotted around the landscape, the crisp green grass soiled with rotting bodies. The smell still hung, but she was getting used to it. Her eyes flashed towards a goat walking along the road. If you could call it walking. It limped, a leg rotting away. The poor animal was in mid disease. The animal fell to the ground. And Elen was filled with sadness. But they kept going.