The Wolf Hordes

"Ok, give me one goddamn reason I should let this killer go. Seriously, she could've killed your silly behind at any time if she wanted to! Who's to say she didn't think it as a last resort!" Lucan hissed, angry that he would argue with him. "I won't hold her prisoner, but I will advise her: follow, you live. Go your own way, you may get found by others and die. So, you decide, vixen." he spat, turning and beginning to walk.

He sighed

"I'm sorry" he said as he turned to her

"I never thought that war was like this" he said, sighing

"Ok" he said, nodding as he walked towards Lucan

Lucan didn't hate her, simply just did not want her company. She was suspicious and he was taught as a soldier to suspect everybody until they prove him wrong. He stopped, looking over at the two and at the vixen. "Well then, follow me. I'm certain there's a village a couple of miles from here. Of course...it could've been raided. So, whatever we find there..is what we get."

"What do you mean?" he asked him

"You are suggesting that we loot the dead?" he asked him,

Lucan chuckled, shaking his head. "Not the dead necessarily, what's left of their supplies, like food and such. Not from their bodies, that's just plain cruel." he said, shaking his head as he then walked once more, continuing. "Still..in war, it doesn't matter. He won't know."

He looked to him and sighed, looking down

"Look, whatever your real name is soldier, you have to learn quick. There are barely any rules in war or survival, if not both. It's just to make of what you get. Knowing how you guys are feeling, we may have to stop for camp soon, just to rest. I'll stand watch of course, but you two, need rest." Lucan explained, knowing that he just felt dirty, not right. That's how he himself felt when he began as a simple grunt. But, he had to get his point across.

He gasped in horror at the bodies. Some cleaved, torn, and disembowled. It shocked and disgusted him so much that he lurched over and began to vomit violently

Lucan shook his head, seeing some of the children as well looking like they had been murdered like animals. He held back a bit of vomit as he saw tons of bodies stacked on top of one another, burning as if a pit for cooking something. "Damn Orcs...wish they would just keel over.." he muttered, knocking down a door with a kick. He was surprised that this house had yet to burn though it had it's share of being torn apart inside. "Look for food, supplies, anything we can take, and we might just rest here for the night.." he ordered as he sat down at the old wooden table in the kitchen and cracked his knuckles. He would stay by the main door, keeping watch.

He just finished vomiting when he heard Lucan bark orders. He sighed, and nodded

"O-ok" he said, as he slowly got up and began to look around for food or supplies

He looked around, doing his best to wipe the tears from his eyes. He looked to the girl and walked to her, and knelt near her

"How could you be so unfazed by all this death?" he asked her

He sighed

"What's your point?" he asked her

Lucan chuckled as he heard some of their chatter. He had seen worse as well, a fair share in fact. But with children..it just seemed so wrong, not just. He wanted to slaughter those orcs even more when seeing innocent women and children slaughtered like pigs. For sport!

"I never would have thought that life was this brutal" he said, wiping his moist eyes

Lucan yawned quietly, watching their silhouettes from the kitchen dance about as they spoke. "You guys find anything?" he called out, curious.

Lucan figured it was food but he wasn't too hungry. He had gone days without food so one night wouldn't kill him. "Have at it, I don't need it." he called out.