Travellers & Comrades

Jorrik inhaled sharply. Perhaps this Luna, this magic user could help him. Or at least know a sorcerer who could explain what these runes mean.

"As soon as we're away from the Legion I shall explain all I know." He whispered back to Luna.

He turned to the Legion, raising his voice. "Look at them, Captain. They're not going to hurt anyone. If they meant any harm, would they not have attacked us on sight?" An idea stuck Jorrik, and he silently thanked the gods. "What if I escorted them back to HQ, make sure they get properly enrolled for the upcoming siege? That you can continue your patrol and we gain several new recruits at the same time. Kill two birds with one stone."