A Matter of Faith - part II

Barns commits "This is so sickening that I'm sure to get sick. And we traded sheep just be like this! "

"Are the artifacts worth risking filth fever, or worse?" Miyana asks Will and Boudica, acknowledging Barns' protest.

Will pauses. And gazes emerald eyes upon his friends. You know…it really does smell bad here.

"Man. That is such an understatement. I don't know how long it is going to take to get his smell gone. And I sure don't want to deeper in."

Boudica shakes her head and says, "What a waste of time. Let's go."

AN potential danger, Will asks incredulously. Does your uncle know you talk like that?!
Will hefts his mighty two-hander, standing stalwart with the blade vertically in front and perched into putrid ground.
Duke, schmuke. He’s not the only one. You know who I am!

Boudica frowns as they put the goblin toilet behind them. She turns to Will and says, "Even if you are Halav, you're not acting like him. He raised an army and did not think he could take on the beast men himself. And Thea: thank you. I keep hoping to find more about the Three. Maybe when this is all over, I should retire and just join the Archaeological Society..." She sighs.

"Let's get this done and the sooner we can get this stink off. Deal with goblins on the way out."

Barns chuckles a bit, "You can't very well make a name for yourself Thea killing goblins."

Aplogies, friends. You’re right, I need think and act as a leader.
Let’s depart then, and consult with the Duke.

Smiling, Boudica places her hand on Will's shoulder and says, "Don't be hard on yourself. Even Halav wasn't always Halav. He had to learn how to become the hero we know." And with that, she heads out, preparing to depart the mound for good.