The other hunters returned, much to the delight of the voices.<br/><br/>"The prodigal son returns! Woes is me what would we be without thee! Let's have a party, one with all the cakes and little snakes and wine and eggs. Mmm, eggs eggs eggs. Like baby chicken's who lives never meant fruition. Hey hey hey, let's see what's the haps is with the little one. Word to your mother! It would never fit, don't be tripping."<br/><br/>One day, Rock Hammer was going to figure out how to make these voice make sense. One day he hoped. His bear steak was still rather cold on one side, but the one closes to the flames was a nice brown coloration. He ate his bit of the bear bit in small and slow bites. Though he could eat the steak whole and it wouldn't even take up half his mouth, Rock Hammer wanted to savor the flavor. When the other's arrived Rock Hammer could guess that they wanted to move on. He finished eating the steak by the time the others started talking.<br/><br/>The man who Rock Hammer guessed was the leader of the other group of humans mentioned more people were coming, but he did not want to meet them. Rock Hammer found his to be somewhat humorous; the man seemed quite alright with Rock Hammer showing up out of no where with trouble at his heels, so who was this person that would make the man so scared? Rock Hammer didn't ask though, so he would have to keep the joke to himself. The two new people, a small human girl and a older human woman with a dog, also caught Rock Hammer's attention. He could guess that it was the little girl who's scream pierced the forest not too long ago. He didn't know who the other woman was, but from her demeanor Rock Hammer guessed she must have been one of those solo hunters. It put Rock Hammer on edge; strange as it may seem, to Rock Hammer the ones who worked alone were often more crazy than the ones that worked together. Not that either two were always like that, but he's been attacked by more lone madmen than gangs of psychopaths.<br/><br/>Either way the woman mentioned that the wounded human should be carried by Rock Hammer, if he didn't object. Rock Hammer would not mind. Whether or not the human would is another question. The human, Lazarus he called himself, had woken up shortly before the others had arrived. Rock Hammer didn't pay him much mind as the voices in his head drowned out whatever Lazarus had told him, with only his name being the thing that Rock Hammer heard. Looking for him now Rock Hammer saw Lazarus walking away and failing. Liliana may have treated his wound but he was in no condition to go anywhere on his own. He could see now why that other woman suggested that Rock Hammer carry him.<br/><br/>All in all, Rock Hammer did agree that they should get going. As much as he'd like to stay and eat, there were somethings they had to do, and staying here wasn't one of them. Rock Hammer rose to his feet and hefted the bear carcass onto his shoulder. Blood from it's wounds trickled down Rock Hammer's coat and armor, but the winter weather was already starting to freeze the corpse solid. Rock Hammer's own meat shields weren't faring much better, but at least it wasn't too bad yet. He considered skinning this bear and wearing it's fur over his armor, to keep them warm.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Let's go."</span>