'That must be the tribe's leader,' Colin thought.
The burly man then rose and spoke with Kase for a good while in a language they couldn't understand.
It was impossible not to feel a little tense in such an environment. Colin could just picture Orelia standing behind him, completely at a loss.
Only after they had finished talking did Kase walk over to the group.
"The road ahead is indeed blocked by the Undead. They're acting like an army, sealing off the entire path. This tribe's hunting grounds have been affected as well."
The Half-Orc jutted his chin toward the surrounding Barbarians. "We can either try to sneak past them, or we can take the Barbarians' offer to go smash those Skeletons."
"We're pulling a sled, so I don't think sneaking past is an option..." Colin asked, "What are they offering?"
"A few Sable Furs. That stuff's pretty expensive."
"That's a secondary concern. How many enemies are there? And will this tribe fight alongside us?"
