What's more fun than dragging a politician, an ogre, a leprechaun, and a hired killer across the wastelands to retrieve a human passenger? Anything. Anything would be more enjoyable than this-even hunting hungry fiends.
Sam is questioning their life choices. Maybe it would just be easier to murder the idiots and leave the bodies in the wastelands.
But, growl as Sam might, everyone knows the hunter will do the right thing. And helping the idealistic human sovereign move his family member and closest advisor from Golding to Westhold is the right thing to do.
Too bad the raiders, hyena beasts, and giant death worms don't seem to think so....
Tension grows, emotions run high, and heads roll...uh, literally...as Sam takes one more step away from their solitary life and toward actually caring about people-or terrifying monsters, whatever.
