ooc: sorry, I've been busy for the last couple of days and wasn't able to get on
ic: "Who was that guy," Tarndraek asked himself, "And what was all that about his father. I don't doubt that I'll see him again." Then, to the group, "So where will we go next? Do you people have any idea where the Demon king might get a new body?" As he spoke he tried to work the arrow out of his shoulder. Something was bothering him about the fletching and shaft but he couldn't quite pinpoint it.
Meanwhile, Kolim watched the group who had slaughtered his band join with the young man who had killed his father and brothers from a close copse of trees and bushes on the next hill. His hatred for the rider on the deep blue wyvern had been renewed and increased threefold, and with it his thirst for revenge. He bided his time, waiting for his opportunity to strike.