Author's Notes: Hi everyone thanks for liking my story so far, well, here we go.
With so few of them they could not sail the ship far but fortunately they did not have to they only had to get the ship out of the harbor and sail a little up the coast from the city. There they beached the ship and then hiked along the coast. While still upset over Yuviel's death Karl had made a discovery that had lifted his spirits. While searching the ship's cabin he had found his pistol, he had not realized that this was the same ship that had captured them, it seemed a like a lifetime ago.
The terrain was as bleak as any that he had ever seen, barren and rocky. He had lost his boots when he had made the change and he had been walking barefoot ever since. His feet regenerated when they cut on the rocks but and while the pain was minimal it still hurt. Agliar had taken the lead once they abandoned the ship. Though the others tried to get him to tell where they were going he just kept pushing them on, saying they would understand when they got there. Eventually, after what seemed like hours, the barren trees finally parted and they found themselves in a clearing around a small lagoon. Pulled up on the beach there were several small ships, painted gray to blend in with the water. On and around the ships they saw the other Shadow Warriors, they were loading the ships, clearly preparing to leave.
"As I said,"Agliar told them, sounding slightly smug; "Everything is clear now isn't? We have been planning this for some time. We had learned that several lords from Har Ganeth suspected the lords of Karond Kar of engaging in activities that even the Dark Ones are forbidden to participate in. We ensured that the lords of Karond Kar did not learn of the oncoming attack and stirred up the slaves against their masters and then took advantage of the situation.
"And from what I saw of the situation, things went splendidly. Thousands of Dark Elves dead, many of their ships burned and a feud between the lords of those two cities which will hopefully result in a large number of dead on both sides."
"And the slaves?" Karl asked, though he felt that he already knew the answer to that. The look of cold indifference that the elf gave him confirmed it.
"They were going to die eventually anyway and this way the Dark Elves are bereft of their labor, further hampering their efforts to make war on my people."
"You condemned them all to death!" Sir Coty exclaimed. The look the elf gave him was cold but not cruel, rather one of indifference.
"So, they are not my people." Sir Coty looked like he would say something but Wilfred stopped him,
"Let it go lad, we cannot do anything for them and a quick death is more merciful than the lingering one that they were condemned to. Given the choice, which would you prefer?" Though the young knight still did not look happy he relaxed in the older man's grip and seemed to master himself. The Shadow Warrior, who had watched the exchange without expression nodded his head.
"The old man speaks wisdom, a quick death is the best that they could hope for, think of it that way what we did was a mercy in a way. If you must blame someone blame the Dark Elves. They enslaved those people not us Shadow Warriors. If they did not exist none of what we do would be necessary." He paused for a moment then continued in an angry tone of voice.
"Enough of this, let us just get away from this pace. We will take you to Lothern in Ulthuan. From there you can get passage back to your own lands and pray to your gods that you never have to see this place again."
Author's Notes: Hey everyone a short one I know, but think of it a transitory one, next one will be longer I promise. So what did you think? I figured Shadow Warriors would be rather apathetic to the fate of 'lesser' races. Till next time please pray for the kidnapped girls in Nigeria, the Americans held abroad and all others who need it. Bye and may Jesus bless you all.