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The Fomorians were slain and the children were unharmed.  After glancing around to ensure that there were no more enemies to be seen, and to ensure that the fallen Fomorians were well and truly dead, he dismounted from his horse and walked up behind Sir Reinhardt.   With his unsettling appearance and inability to remove his helmet, he decided that he was better off letting his leader do the talking.

It was unsettling that there were still Fomorians lurking around here after the town was destroyed.  Were they another one of the small bands the had run into several times already, come here to sift through the rubble and corpses?  Were they part of the attack, having remained among the ruins and among their own dead, rotting kin?  Given how depraved these beings were, Ethelred didn't consider that possibility out of the question.

For now, it would be best to question the children for anything they might know.  Ethelred was uncertain if it was a good idea for Reinhardt to mention that they weren't from Harzel, because if word got out to the forces of Harzelslack that the knights of Sorcha were snooping around, it could spell trouble.  On the other hand, these were mere children, clearly someplace where they shouldn't be.  As long as they didn't want to get into massive amounts of trouble for sneaking into a destroyed town and getting nearly killed by Fomorians, they'd probably be willing to keep all of this a secret.

Ethelred said nothing, just glancing at the children and awaiting their response.

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