| Sh'rarn sighed. He was reluctant to give them a means to exact revenge but they were hardly in a position to get it anyway. He handed back their axes, well, to the three that were concious anyway. The other one, though stable was still in a worse shape than his comrades. "Hmm...Sess, Kron, why don't you stay here and look after this dwarf. I don't think he's capable of travelling at the moment. We won't be gone that long." Sh'rarn didn't know Sterwick well enough to say he should stay here, perhaps it was best that he tag along...besides the dwarves were unconvinced that Sterwick was unconnected to their bandits.
They reluctantly nodded their agreement.
The dwarves, Sh'rarn, Kazar and Sterwick set out to the East of the city soon after.
It was a long march and after another half-day they still had not made half the distance to the wagons. However everyone needed a rest and Sh'rarn was still badly wounded from the earlier battle. They came across a group of traders who graciously shared their supplies and helped to lighten the mood.
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