loren
Did Loren know what the random singing coming from the woods was? No. Did he have some guesses? Yes. Did he want to find out whether those guesses were correct? Not particularly. ”No idea. Only creature I can think of that sings are the sirens, or other similar beings. Seeing as they have all usually have some ability to enthrall men’s minds as soon as they hear the song, I doubt that’s it since we're capable of speech and coherent thought. Still, probably best to plug your ears.” Watching the general carefully, the summoner made earplugs for himself, which would make further conversation difficult. However, whatever Deimos decided to do, the Launceleyn would follow the other man’s lead; already, Loren’s magic was brimming at his fingertips, ready to call down any number of nasty beasts. If this was a threat, the militia members should probably deal with it. If it wasn’t, well, better safe than sorry.
Never judge a book by its cover.
