Swiftcurrent Creek And the sign flashed out it's warning.

Arric took his words and chewed on them. A dangerous silence settled on his shoulders. There was a buzzing in his ears and he was torn between flipping out on germanicus and also grumbling that it wasn't his story to tell. He should have sought to get permission to speak such a private thing. Even if he had a part in it.

Arric opened his mouth and then closed it again a furrow in his brow. He looked down.

Well thats fucked up. it was all he could think to say.

He warred between disgust and despair and sadness and weariness.