I was not sure why she was here but she read my mind and said that she is not here to blast me for her father’s loss. She was just tired of her fath...r talking only about money. I was relieved, having said that i thanked her for the company. She smiled and said that she never saw me before; i told her that it was my second day. From what i know her till now, she was an easy going girl, an open minded person who loves everything except money. And of course she was very passionate about sex, which. When we got there we were surprised and perhaps a bit disappointed to find another group of campers there. Two couples I guessed about our age. I hope they're not the overly friendly type I thought. “I don't want to be too close to them. Let's go over there,” my wife said as she gestured towards to other side of the small clearing. “but not too close to those toilets.” “Of course my Dear, whatever you say.” In truth, I didn't want to be too close to either of them too. A little later, after. “What has troubled me, is that he mentions he has a pawn waiting in Cartha. Other than Brant and his men, everyone we have had to deal with has been human. I worry his means it could be anyone in the town at this point and we would have no idea who they are. The next blood moon is a month away, but there is no guarantee that the pawn is even like Brant and his flunkies. One thing I do know for sure, this Blackheart is tied to the beast that killed my parents or is the bastard himself. The way. Miles and Flora were asleep on an old day bed. Someone else was sitting on it. It was a woman with her hair tied back in a bun. She was short, with a strange, hunched posture and arms that looked somehow too long. She faced the wall. The cushion sank under her weight, but only a little. Bryn shrank in the doorway. Swallowing her fear, Megan said, “Who are you?”The woman's voice was so low she could barely make it out. “A visitor,” she said.Megan squared her shoulders. “You're not wanted.