Dominic shook the Baron's hand, then looked for the source of the mournful cry that had called his Trolls together.
Near the house, two bodies lay under white sheets, while an old woman sat nearby, crying.
The Baron had brought his whole extended family, so that would likely be his mother, and two lost members of his direct family, or his wife's family.
"Priestess, are you able to move? Or do you need to rest?" He asked.
"I need at least an hour, unless Dave is going to carry me. It doesn't look like much now, but I pulled a dozen men from the brink of death." She replied, barely more than a whisper.
"Two trolls will stay with the Priestess for her security. That should be enough to see her safely back home once she can move. If you've got food ready, they'll need it. Magic use on that level is brutal on the energy levels."
"I'm sure that we can put a pot of stew on?"
