Atharis stands in dismay at the sight of the destruction, his ears ringning with the sounds of the recently deceased.
He looks to his companions and is reassured to know that everyone is relatively unscathed.
Gib approches and shouts "Keep an eye out for any that might think better of their retreat and return for more, if you will," , Atharis looks to Midge with a nod and begins to walk to perimeter of the battlefield, squiting his gaze past the mist to ensure the partys safety.
Atharis speaks to Midge in a somber tone, "One can only hope we never have to see such malign horrors again, I dread this may only be the beginning of something far worse."
Gib begins inspecting the wounds on his companions, cleaning and bandaging them as needed. Then, addressing the pilgrim leader, he asks "How far is it to your destination, and will you truly be safe there?"
The bearded pilgrim shakes his head. "The Shrine is perhaps three days' journey from here. Will we be safe? Only the gods can say. This is good country, the roads under King Jarom's rule have always been safe. But in these times? Who can say? The road ahead must be safer than the road behind us. All we can do is have faith... and keep moving."
Addressing the pilgrim leader, Aranwen asks "How long has it been since these fiends first started attacking? Have you any idea where they may have come from or what could have provoked these attacks? Perhaps something strange occurred just before the attacks started?"
The unsightly shells of the dead strewn about the road and the near lifeless eyes of the few living pilgrims tell Atharis that dark and iniquitous forces are at power here, he envys Gib's abillity to remain so about his wits in the wake of such wicked horror.