After a nice long rest, we all sat together to discuss the child. The war lord says we can't keep it. Aewlir cried. Gologkokan said we shoud eat it, but that made Aewlir cry even more and louder and with more snot, so he pretended that he was joking. As if. Fucking liar!
Gran said, we should talk to the child about it and, well, the war lord trusts gran, so we did just that. Turns out the little bugger is called Raegwine, is six winters old and is a human child from the woodland men. So another tree hugger. As if Aewlir was not enough.
Ah, and Raegwine also said, that his parents had been mearchants and his grandparents were a big deal in their village. That spiked Dagam's interest. The greedy fucker whipped up a plan in no time: Bring the child back to his grandparents and recieve a massive reward. Aewlir imediately agreed to join, so she could spend as much time with Raegwine as possible. She is very fond of the shitling.
Ghashmal also wantod to come along, so he could look at the big forge Raegwine wentioned. And I decided to go along as well because of that. Because of the FORGE! THE FORGE! Because, you know, I'm a smith now too haha. I don't like Ghashmal or anything like that! Naaaaaahhh!
Anyway, we will leave soon. Lurauga said, she will leave a trail for us to follow, when we get back. She can't join us though, even though she is the only orc in the clan, who was in that forest before. Sadly she was banned from the whole thing, because she kept fucking some tower dewlling fucker's orcs and bugged the elves there. Thank fuck! I don't want any more vomit balls on my Ghashmal trip. Eah. Forge trip! FORGE!
