Really no matter how much he stared at the rickety old man, he didn't look like a person who knew magic… clean or disgusting. Yet, according to botch, he was the one who had brought a solution to saving his life and somehow shielded them from the terrors that walked the forest of Itirilar.
"D_do not be too shocked." Mileka said as she stood before Barak and he turned his eyes from the old man to the paper she held in front of her.
Two pieces of paper.
"We found these on the streets." She said and Barak's eyes scanned the first piece of paper.
