Old ties

Ben led the way and maintained his usual high spirit as they trudged through the woods. They could still hear the howling of the werewolves from the distance but Alastair was quite certain the Werewolves would not find them, at least not yet. He was using a spell to mask their smell from the Werewolves. He knew about their extremely good sense of smell. Perhaps that could buy them some time.

"Tell me more about your mother and her illness," Alastair said to Ben while he glanced over his shoulder to make sure that Cara and Fristborn were still there. Cara would be the death of him.

"Well, she has the Hunter's disease. Have you ever heard of it?" Ben asked Alastair who shook his head. Ben was surprised Alastair said no. He was expecting a yes from someone who seemed to be at the peak of knowledge.

"Some say it is a curse from the gods. You suddenly begin to develop sores that will not heal. It brings excruciating pain and I almost feel like dying whenever I see my mother in such pain."