Hurrik nodded rather than answering Brannor's question, already growing tired of speaking. As the walked through the narrow corridors of the keep, Hurrik wondered whether a mission to slay the beast was doomed to failure. He didn't know about his man and his band, but he had no fantasies in his head about being powerful enough to slay a dragon. [color=Green][i]Hopefully, the Governor will have some better idea of how to face off against it, otherwise it might be best to flee while we can. I'd rather if some of these people survived at the cost of others rather than have them all die at the hands of such a sadistic and evil creature.[/color]

As Brannor spoke of his premonitions, hurrik merely gave a non-commital grunt in response. If the beginning of things was a flight of dragons, then he'd rather not be anymore involved then he already was, but he was about to let himself be scared off without at least hearing what the govenor had to say.

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