As he traveled further Dantes' mind was full of grim thoughts. Thoughts of the mysterious hunger, what it could possibly be, and how it could possibly be stopped. Dantes' was in a unique situation for him. He had never felt this helpless before, and it was starting to get to him. he could 'feel' the very land crying out in agony at the constant assault it was under because of the damage the hunger was doing to it. He could 'feel' its pain.
Dantes was startled out of his reverie by seeing motion in the distance. It was the gnome Dankorona huffing and puffing his way to the scene of the long since past battle. As soon as Dankorona caught sight of the party he collapsed in heap on the ground, breathing hard.
"I'm getting too old for this adventuring stuff" Dankorona mutter between gasps for breath.
The corners of Dantes' mouth turned up in a what some would call a smile.
EDIT: Spelling I can't type worth a nickel anymore
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