"I am Kevkas, And this is my companion Fenris." He spoke proudly, as if his name should be known. "Your plight is odd I have to say. Why would a town turn on their high priestess for one dead? I believe you though. The arrow in your calf spoke well enough for your troubles." He sat down at the fire, putting the extra possum on a stick, roasting the carcass on the fire lazily.<br/><br/>"The area around here isn't dangerous, but the people seem to be. What are you planning to do?"