Besst-in looked at the man next to him, the dark haired man from the street, "this is Wegobe, my best friend and practically my brother. He saw you and sent you to me, so as you cam see, I am ready for anything with the help of all my friends." Suddenly on the beams of the building, the shadows, actually people, crouched, they all wore animal skin and held bows and short swords and daggers. Besst-in smiled, "but I mean you no harm, I hear you are a Druid, like me. So why have you sought me out?"
" I am here on behalf of Tirj!" Yervok exclaimed. And at the mention of Tirj, the bows of the men raised and the strings bent back the bows, arrows notched. Besst-in raised his hand, "stop." The bows lowered and the sound of the stressed wood of the bows relaxing crackled. Besst-in eyed Yervok, "Tirk is a poisonus man, better yet a poisonus beast. Why do you follow his orders?" Yervok seemed stumped at first if thinking that over, "because he saved me.." "no.. He never saved you.. He broke you, just to make you his new toy. In fact all of the apex councils new toy." Besst-in declared. Yervok shook his head, "worst nightmare said the same thing.. But I cannot go against Tirj.." Besst in nodded, "but you can, let him have control no more!" Suddenly the doors of te bakery swung open and Tirj stood in the doorway.