Rangers of Jungle Deep

Lord Gizor's men were not tender with the captives.  "The terror of this war is changing us all", thought Godric, grimly, and when he knew he would not intervene, he fell pensive. "You already know that their camp is a few days west of Mankhundun", drawled the Afghan Hound, undisturbed by the blood across one side of his face.  "These men did not come from there.  They come from Killingtara itself". Godric looked at Partho, who looked back, betraying nothing, and certainly not surprise. Gizor's good graces, and the increasing fame of Godric and his company amongst the townsfolk, ensured a swiftly granted audience with the mayor.  Godric had specifically asked to see him alone, not the entire Council.  That allowed him to come straight to the point.  "Tell us everything you know about the Priestess of Sisyn", he asked.  It was not a request, the tone broking no argument, whilst Partho quietly locked the heavy door to the mayor's chambe...