Chapter 73 - 72. A Fiery Priest (2)
The redheaded priest stood there looking as if he wanted to do anything but deal with us.
"But why can’t we go ahead?" One of the traveler asked.
"That’s because of the bandits war." He answered sounding agitated.
"Our old Father spotted your carriage from far and told me to stop you from going ahead. If you want to die in the skirmish then be my guest." He explained before turning towards the temple.
The small and archaic looking structure which had a tall spire and stone walls which seemed to have been taking the blows of the seasonal dry winds and sandstorms.
"If it’s the bandits then none of us would stand a chance unless..." The travelers looked at Lyall and I could see what they were thinking.
"My attendant won’t fight a needless battle." I announced.
"Grab our stuff," I looked at Lyall, "we’re staying in this temple till the path clears up."
"But we could take a detour." The third traveler, who was also a merchant I guess suggested.
He had tagged along with our small group since the inn where we stopped at last time. He probably was tagging along because he heard that there was a strong person who was capable of fighting off the shifters on his own. These kind of long journeys weren’t safe in any sense as there was always a danger from the natural causes to the shifters and the bandits. That’s why people hired mercenaries as their bodyguards.
"Like the priest said, you’re welcome to try out your luck." I said as I stepped down from the carriage followed by Lyall carrying out luggage.