Crown of the Unremembered — Episode 2

It's still quite a distance till we reach the den, my lord Keep leading the way How many altogether? 40, maybe 50 Mostly young, and old ones, some warriors Grukka's pack ain't back yet Should've been back by moonrise Grukka's pack is always late Probably found something worth dragging home slow Or something finally ate them Sit down, Pell Gruka and the others can handle themselves They'll come back bragging about their hunt They're hunting further out tonight, Pell Right What was I thinking? Just down that cliff ahead, my lord Uh, do they get a choice as well? Only one: kneel and live or resist and die!

Where is that draft coming from? It just got cold all of a sudden The fog outside is dead still This isn't wind Don't go out there! Don't look! My lord, they should be inside Let's head inside