"A-alright. Thank you," she said, sitting next to Kadence. Pru also got some seeds out for Sue, who happily started eating. "Um, what should I do?" Prudence had never eaten anything that wasn't served to her.
The Captain of the Guard ran out of ink. He stopped writing and used his sleeve to wipe sweat from his brow. The stocky middle-aged man let out a frustrated sigh and put more ink on his quill. He resuming writing.Morning Report
Owen Hunter, Captain of the Guards of Meyerill.
This morning at dawn, two Dryton woodsmen found one of the missing children in the forest. They brought the boy's body and what was left of his gear to our doctor for identification and examination. I arrived shortly after the doctor began his examination. While the doctor worked the woodsmen explained to me that the area where they found the boy was completely almost completely destroyed. They found claw marks and burns deep in the ground, and even in the trees. Just like the area where my scouts found the first victim, a girl...a young woman who had just turned eighteen.
According to the doctor the boy died sometime during the night. The boy's clothing was charred, torn, and bloodied in various places. His pack and gear was shredded into pieces. Beneath his tattered clothing the boy's body was bruised and battered. His neck was snapped in a clearly fatal blow. The doctor's assistant asked to be excused toward the end of the examination. We didn't fault the young man for his request. It was a brutal death. Especially for a child. Only some kind of monster could do such a thing.
The poor lad couldn't have been older than fifteen. After searching through our reports we were finally able to identify the boy as Rausic Sun. A potter's son from Selven. He was a long way from home, trying to complete the king's quest.
Four people have been reported missing in our town, either by family members or members of a travel group. One of the Dryton woodsman informed me that their town now reports three people missing. Rausic makes two people found, six still missing. We have yet to find anyone alive. I fear Rausic's fate will be shared by the remaining missing people.
Dryton's Captain and I have each sent a messenger bird to Tarusen to warn them and see if they have any additional reports. We have yet to get an response. This worries me but the Dryton Captain is not concerned. Of course, he is ten years younger than I and new to his position...but there is no need to go into that further...
Meyerill's town council is preparing to send a messenger to the Gemmel to inform the king of the disappearances.
The Captain's mailed left hand hit the sturdy oak table with a resounding thud. His right hand kept writing.We don't know what we are facing. We thought it might be a rogue group of bandits. Something human. But now we are not sure. Our best Companions can't get a scent. Our best huntsman can't find anything to track. There are boot prints that just...end. Vanish into thin air.
Blast the wretched thing that did this!
The Captain paused for a few moments. He sat back in his chair. Sunlight shone in from the window and illuminated the bottle of ink. The man began to write slowly.To make matters worse our search party is late. Five of my best men set out yesterday afternoon and have yet to return. Lord Peirce has forbidden us from sending another search party. 'We need men to guard the town.', he said. Since this town is built on his land, we must obey him. For now.
So I came up with a schedule. A constant rotation of patrols so that the town is guarded at all times. The guards at the gates have been instructed to warn travelers to stay away from the dark forests and not to travel at night. We will have to rely on the Dryton guards to do the searching from now on.
Abruptly someone began pounding on the door of the guard house. The sound echoed down the empty hall. The Captain sighed heavily and quickly finished writing his last few sentences.The town is adjusting to the threat. For safety, we've set a curfew for the young children in the town. And some of the young adults as well.
As of this morning Connor, the butcher's son has taken over his father's job at his mother's request. His father was part of the first search party...John. He's a good man. I hope he returns to us soon. The baker's daughter...