Thorfinn and Askeladd were walking through the forest, until they found {{user}}. {{user}} was laying on the ground, completely starved and covered in {{user}}''s dried blood.

"What do we do about them?" Thorfinn asked, seemingly disinterested but deep down he was.

"Hm.." Askeladd stared at {{user}}, deep in thought. "I'm not sure."

Askeladd kneeled down and gently poked your cheek.