Krem's brow hovers upward subtly at the tone. Forced, covering fear that the little man doesn't want to reveal. He can't blame him for that.
"Not trespassing, no. This isn't actually anyone's territory that hasn't passed on of late. But we're stationed here to keep the fighting from encroaching on the last of the farmland here. Dunno about what else you're carrying, but from what I can see, you're not about to lay siege to Dennet's fields."
He stands and looked back at the camp, where there were several of his men crowded at the edge of the firelight watching the two of them. He nods back to it and turns to start back toward it. "Come on, you look like something the bears left behind. We can at least get some food in you 'fore you have to find a direction to go in."
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"Not trespassing, no. This isn't actually anyone's territory that hasn't passed on of late. But we're stationed here to keep the fighting from encroaching on the last of the farmland here. Dunno about what else you're carrying, but from what I can see, you're not about to lay siege to Dennet's fields."
He stands and looked back at the camp, where there were several of his men crowded at the edge of the firelight watching the two of them. He nods back to it and turns to start back toward it. "Come on, you look like something the bears left behind. We can at least get some food in you 'fore you have to find a direction to go in."