We continued on for days encountering more sacrifices and even a group of youths stumbled onto one of the rituals and the survivors barely got away with their lives. Bruised and bloodied they staggered back into camp. Hunting horns blaring our scouts took off into the distance. What seemed like days was but only hours our scouts started coming back. Some came pouring in with villagers who looked in the same sorry state as the youths. Starved, under clothed, beaten, and bruised with even more horrid tales of what horrible atrocities these so-called Serpent Heralds had Inflicted upon both man, women, child, and even animal.
