The Choice - Bob

Astraios let his eyes flick to Delphi, looking to see how she was taking these developments. Vidarr returning, the collapsed man. The strangers gathering around them… it was a lot to take in for anyone. He held his silence, watching as the man suddenly vomited worms, still alive and writhing as Vidarr pointed out.

Strai grimaced, remembering his last encounter with a worm. A dream, a strange, vivid dream he remembered about a tree top and a worm inside…

One of the wolves that had gathered asked after something called ‘wormwood’ and he turned and looked at her with a grimace. Was that a joke? He was no healer, so he couldn’t be sure…

"Speech"