Sunbeam Lair i promised i wouldn’t do it again

Cenric’s attempt to coax the boy from the hiding spot did not work. He perked up, but he had no interest in revealing himself. He began to back away. 

The Dèorwine almost walked in the different direction, he didn’t wish to add to the boy’s stress. Something kept him from taking that first step. A distinct stench. He’d only smelled it a handful of times in life, but it’s an aroma he could not forget. Rot and Death.

I am friendly, he assured once more. He even got down in the mud to prove it. But I can understand why you’d be afraid.