With the battle ended with little to no injuries on him or those he fought alongside. It was rather nice having someone keeping the focus of creatures away from him granting him opportunities to use magic. Picking up his scythe and storing his violin carefully into his pack he began the process of freeing those trapped in the webbing of spiders with the aid of his scythe. Unaware of what was going to happen around him as he started his task a woman and child had exited the kitchen sounding frightened yet relieved at the demise of the spiders.<br/><br/>Shame the happy thought soon turned dark as he heard the sounds of an axe chopping through a chunk of meat and the sound of blood gushing as its pressure dropped dramatically. By a common instinct he turned only to see a human that now lay dead at the feet of the half-orc he had fought along side his weapon dripping in the same blood still dripping from the now dead mother of a single child. He was shocked, horrified even to think the half-orc would kill someone who had not even tried to cause harm.<br/><br/>The only answers as to the why was when the half-orc spoke of the weakness the boy's mother and father showed. The reason didn't sit well for Leogeon mostly cause most of his life he had lived by the laws of where he was and even in places with out a form of order he still had morals about his action. Course some of the laws he ignored but they were mostly related to the dead and undead which would prevent his research on undeath.<br/><br/>Returning to his task he couldn't help but feel angry at the half-orc and sorrow for the boy. There wasn't much he could do but he could at least provide a form of burial for the dead villagers after his task. Then it struck him. Where is the two drow he remembered seeing before the attack? Once he had freed the villagers he would go an seek out the drow.