My Second Life is a Heroic Power Fantasy

Farien glowered at Jack, his jaw tensed. He opened his mouth to reply, but Farlo's voice spoke over him before he could respond.

"I personally have no belief that you are responsible for the attack, Jack. My sons mean well, but they are not as informed as I happen to be. " He said, his face still a stoic mask. He leaned forward, and for the first time cast his glance to the others.

"The Hounds have a new chieftain, a giant Shaman by the name of Rawgh'faz, who seems to be particularly ambitious, even by gnoll standards. Since his sudden rise to power, he has aggressively seeking to amass as much plunder as possible and expand his tribe's influence. Several of the other tribes in the region have already been crushed or assimilated into his own, and every day his numbers are growing larger. I am not certain of his aim, but conquest certainly seems to be the direction he is heading."

Farlo shifted, and leaned back into his chair.

"The raiding party that attacked the camp is one of nearly half a dozen that I've seen in this region over the past week. It is honestly inevitable that one of them would find the camp eventually regardless, but I speculate that Jack is partly correct that they were being tailed. If they were, finding the Company would be simple enough. It's not their fault, although it is a terribly unfortunate coincidence." He said, crossing his arms.

"I've encountered this shaman you're speaking of. First hand, actually." Jack said, clenching his jaw. "He was leading the raiding party on the town when we arrived. He and I fought briefly in the town square. He's the one who... who took Eleanor."

"You are lucky to still be alive, then." Farlo said. "He is frighteningly clever and powerful."

"More so than me, it would seem." Jack said, bitterly.

Urien glanced over at Farien, who was still fuming and glowering at Jack. He cleared his throat again.

"Well, that addresses our largest concern. I wouldn't think of disbelieving Father's opinion on something like this." He looked over at Farien, and added "and I'm sure my brother feels the same."

"Now, as far as your other explanations, I'm going to be honest and say that I find them damn near impossible to believe. But, that said, I don't need to believe them to be able to trust you, or express my appreciation for your help. You have made it clear through your actions, based on what my Father has said, that you are an ally. And one worth having." He continued.

"Well, I'm happy to help, in whatever way I was able to." Jack said. "Feels nice to feel like I actually managed to do something right for a change."

"I'm grateful for that." Urien said. He glanced around to the others. "I believe we all are."

He stood up, walked over to Jack, and offered his hand. "Thank you."

Jack took the man's hand and shook it, feeling more than a little awkward as he did so. "Yeah, sure. No problem." He said.

"So now that we have that matter resolved" Urien said, returning to his seat "let's talk about what our next courses of action are going to be. We need to get a plan in place for what's going to happen next."

"Rose and I and Madeleine are heading towards towards the tribe's hideout. They have Eleanor, and I'm going to get her back." Jack said.

"Yes, I know." Urien said. "What I want to talk to you about is how we are going to help you."

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