Kaelen felt the familiar weight of his purse. It was nearly empty. He looked at his companions. Berenger adjusted his shield; Silas gripped his daggers. They knew the choice. They could help these people and go hungry another night, or they could push them aside and save their strength for the contract awaiting them in the next village.
"There's no such thing as a free meal," Kaelen said, his voice like grinding stones. He looked at the refugees, then at the flickering fire. "But there’s also no profit in watching children freeze." Wartales.v1.19852.Early.Access.part2.rar
: The starting region, perfect for finding your feet and gathering basic resources. Kaelen felt the familiar weight of his purse