It was around midday when the wagon arrived at the Den, causing expectation thanks to the head, impaled on one of the front horns of the wagon. As instructed, Dashambe went to inform Zureetha.
—…An' dat's what 'appened —. Said Dashambe, ending an abridged version of the story he told to the peons.
The ending did not convince the orc, who asked with evident suspicion: “
You woke up holding a ripped head, yet you can't remember how it ended in your hands?”
Dashambe was getting fed of being asked about that part, the one that gave him fear and headaches. “
Ask yu peons, dey interrogated me good”, he spat.
—My peons? —asked Zureetha in response.