The Aftermath of Cowardice

Ok confession time (maybe I should retitle this journal to "Confessions of a Horrible Person" though I've seen several journals with similar titles, I'm sure my confessions are a lot worse), the real reason I didn't attempt to leave my junk pile was not fear, it was cowardice.  I didn't want to be with Ruk and his group anymore, I was terrified of what fate I'd set them on and I just wanted out.  I think I had already started to distance myself from the group during the escape purely to run away and have an excuse for it, that I also got attacked in this only helped me "escape" (and by escape I mean attempt to be killed and get buried underneath wooden rubble).

When I awoke smoke was filling my nostrils, buildings had been burning all night and the fire was starting to burn down the one I was in (hence what woke me up).  Ordinarily fire wouldn't scare me too much, but without magic I was a bit more leery of the stuff of course.  I did manage to get both my revolvers from where they'd been discarded and out of the building without getting singed, so points for Trezlan!

The town was littered with corpses of the skin creatures, which was at least a partial sign they weren't cannibals (look I took what I could get in the bad situation I was in).  Or if they were, they didn't their own.  I had to get out of the area before I could really explore the rest of the buildings looking for bullets, or supplies (I at least still had my cantine, though I lacked what most normal people call clothes, thank god it was a hot area, if the temperature had been lower I'd have frozen to death). So I looked like a naked vagrant holding on to a semblance of clothing, I added to that covered in ash (I mean I have brown skin anyway, but the ash totally not a sexy look on me) and I was runing out of bullets.  Doing a survey I had 15 possible bullets left.  So everything I had was loaded in my revolvers.

I noticed which direction Ruk and his group had gone from the corpses leading in that direction so I went the opposite way (again as much as I wanted to help some heroes, well I didn't want to actually do that, I confessed earlier...).  So they went east and I went north.  I figured the white creature would write me off and I could hopefully luck into finding that blind man, I mean why not? My entire life is a random sequence of events that happen to work in my favor most of the time, why not this one?