[TheKhanzumer]

It's been a while since I worked on this story but I figured I should write a little so that you all know I haven't forgotten about it. It isn't much but... oh well.


Part Two:

Zero and Pik turned to look at the newcomer. Neither recognized the scarred warrior who stood before them.
“Sorry to butt in on your conversation, but I wanted to introduce myself. I’m Amos. I live here at the Monsaic Lines but I’ve been off on a trip the last couple of weeks. It’s good to finally see some new faces around here.”
Pik smiled and said, “It’s good to meet you too. Sadly I don’t have the pleasure of being able to see you. But you smell terrible. Where have you been?”
Zero shook his head slowly and said, “That’s Pik. What he lacks in manners he makes up for in determination. I’m Zero, we both used to be workers for the glukkons until we were rescued by…”
Amos cut in, “I’m sort of hungry. Do you want to come with me back to the village? We can talk on the way.”
Pik and Zero both nodded and followed the returned traveler.