Neverwinter Forest In another world far away

hmmm. he wondered how a storm could do that, but said nothing, wary of looking stupid if he asked any questions. instead, he waffled on mal's invitation, remembering his last disastrous hunt. he would be nothing but dead weight. . . yet, there weren't a lot of wolves around here. he had to provide for himself, whatever it took.

cam nodded. sure, hunt is fine, he managed, though his stomach felt tight and queasy. his nostrils flared, picking up the scent. another hare—damn. he hoped this one didn't scream like the other one had. that sound haunted his nightmares.

mal. . .where's everyone gone? cam asked, shifting the subject away from blood and death. why isn't anyone really living here anymore?