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[Phantom of The Library]

I say we head for the river first. We don't know if the villagers will have been affected by the mist or not, and we need to at least clean up your wounds before we get into another fight.

[mesor]

"Well I want to find some materials first, we used up some arrows and bolts and I wanna make some more before we move on, no telling when I'll have another chance."

[Lillipad]

Aerus was confused by the comments. In his tribe, taking outsiders in during a time of disease and panic was considered a grave crime, as it risked the welfare of the people.
"Why would we bring others in?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Also. We'll need some food. Maybe set up some security."

[mesor]

"Would you rather have 10 men behind you fighting with you or 10 zombies in front of you trying to eat you? Normal rules do not apply here."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Indeed. But we'd need to know if we could trust them."

[Lillipad]

(You have to realize that this just happened, I think you guys are playing a bit too savvy right now. I'm alright with Elf doing it since he has an alleged history with it, but you guys are acting like it's been months since the characters came into the game)
Aerus was insulted by the response.
"I would rather have my own people. Not random villagers."

[Caellath]

"I was beaten and bruised, I have no open wounds." Varkhal stated, knocking on his own breastplate as if to drive his point home. "My armor took most of the damage from those blows."

"Also, I think we can deal with most people who try to threaten or attack us. We are not exactly a normal group, and most villagers are common folk."

He sighed as he noticed the indecision of the group.
"We should vote either we head for the river or the village first."

[scapheap]

"Do you trust me, someone you met last night?"

[mesor]

"Then why are you here? Last I checked I'm not of your people and nor are many of the others. What you want or what I want matters little, if the wolves are any indication then we're going to need the extra hands.

I vote for the village."

[Aninimouse]

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Minato doesn't have enough thread left in his Tailor's Kit to do much work on his robes, but they're still in fine enough condition.

[IronyOwl]

"I say river. It could be important to know how they've been affected."

Varkhal sighed and started to eye Sia again curioously. "I think I didn't ask, but what is your specialty? Magic one, that is."

"Oh, um, I have minor training in all fields," she answered, sounding almost a little bashful, "But my real specialty is enchanting."

"I would rather have my own people. Not random villagers."

"Eh... but... we're the closest thing you have to your people, and that's just because we happened to be right next to you..."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((He's got a history of working with a bunch of money-grubbing mercs at his back. At most, probably had to camp with them.

He's also got some history running away from the mist after it started.

Aerus and anyone who's a merc/not a guy who lives in a big city would probably be similar.)

Wendell sighed irritably.

"You backed me and everyone during fight, Orc. I trust you enough."

[scapheap]

Minato put away his tailor's kit and looked Wendell in the eyes"Any survivor we pick up can be trusted for the same reason I can, we all have a common enemy."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Wendell's eyes are covered by goggles.

"Common enemy?

I've worked with thieves and beggars long enough to know that some people will backstab you first chance they get. Common enemy or no."