[Tarrek]

Tarrek
Examining the reckage to the wagon, Tarrek couldn't find a single hint of human remains.
What is this about? he thought to himself.
"I... don't know what that thing is, but I don't want anything to do with it." said one of the other mercenaries. "I'm leaving."
"I don't know about you all, but I was promised a large sum of many for this job." Tarrek announced. "and I intend to get paid as well as get some answers as to why I was just about killed and what in the bloody light that thing is." He started walking north. Toward the mountain.
"Where are you going?" asked one of the others.
"I'm going to find who hired me. Where else can you think to start but that thing." He replied.
"Whatever. You're flaming crazy. I'm headed back to town." The other all followed.
Good. Tarrek thought. I prefer to be alone.
.....
Night had fallen after several hours of walking and Tarrek had stopped for the night just off the road. He made a simple camp and after a small meal went to sleep. He awoke to a dense fog all around him. Something seemed odd about it. This wasn't normal fog.
Of course. I'm just that lucky. he thought to himself.
In the distance he could see a strange red light.
Hmmm. A strange red light in an unworldly fog. Yeah. Not going that way. he thought.
"Can't see a bloody thing." He grumbled. He headed off toward where the road was. After walking for a few seconds, he stopped.
"Where's the flaming road?" he cursed. Taking a few more steps, he spotted something dark on the ground. walking closer he ducked to get a better look. A closed hand and half of an arm lie in the dirt. Around the wrist there was a common mercenary tattoo.
This must be one of the others. he thought. What is going on?
Suddenly, in the distance he spotted the red light again.
"Guess I don't have a bloody choice!" he cursed as he set off towards it.