Oath of Vengeance Paladin 3
AC: 18 HP: 31/31

Greck only sneered at the goblin's suicide. "Guess tha' answers the question."

Returning his hammer to his belt and his shield to his back, he stomped towrds the other end of the fairground, stopping only when he found the other members of his company that had come to the fair with him; a private and two corporals, all three with barely a scratch between them. Knowing what was coming, the three snapped to attention as their superior began bellowing his displeasure.

Minutes later, after having everything from their competence to their manhood loudly questioned so the entire town could hear, they were dismissed to their posts for a punitive all-nighter.

Greck made his way back to the cottage that was serving as his makeshift barracks while he was in Caracara and pulled off his armor the moment he stepped through the door. He changed into some simple sleeping clothes and had a snack of tried fruits before propping himself up in a corner and closing his eyes. He blinked three times, the third time his eyes opened to reveal the same blue light that had revived the fallen wizard. He remained in this state until morning, a strange limbo between meditation and sleep, snapping out of it just as he hard a sound outside. The light disappeared in another blink just as the messenger entered.

Acknowledging the request, Greck dismissed the messenger, washed himself in a provided basin (hygiene was important to good health, and Tyr smiled on those who cared for themselves that they might better care for others), then re-donned his armor.

He arrived at the Sleeping Elephant and sat down with the others. He said little as he ate, preferring to listen, and only nodded when Bearic mentioned bringing back survivors; Greck would make no promise he potentially couldn't keep.