Chapter 11 - In Hindsight

Two days later, Alarick found himself riding his horse in a forgotten part of Kalise- the poor, unkind part of the land.

It was said that Kalise was a holy ground, where supposed gods have been killed and born, but despite being pleasantly warm most of the year, it’s soil wasn’t good for growing.

Thorne was making suggestions though, about some places that could be salvaged.

Alarick circled the camp one more time. He had groups of men protecting the abandoned villages after making themselves the plague against trolls and killing anything they found in their way, and they were making camp after the archers took care of a large batch by the forest most of the trolls were coming from.

It would take some time, letting the trolls regroup and then following the trails, but Alarick felt calm.

Fighting in Kalise feels like protecting Erriene, and wherever Erriene was at, that was Alarick’s territory.

Those were the th