Backpack | DnD | InkTober 05 | Short story in desc

“ I looked into Daniel’s eyes and for a moment, it seemed to me that he would kill me after everything that had happened. Miden’s hand clenched the blade, but Daniel stopped it. My God, how he looked at me! That condescending look and his speech:
«-No! No need. He’s not worth it.»

I had to explain to him for a long time that this was the only right decision. Or would he give Viscount a drink of the healing potion he found?

In the end, they reluctantly admitted that I was right.
Hypocrites! You were going to do this, but at the last moment, you almost doomed us all to certain death.

I knew they would remember this forever. But this was the only way out

«Now we all need to calm down and continue on our way!» — I said

Like marauders, we packed Viscount’s things into a backpack and moved on, along these dark, cold and endless corridors “

....................Alkizmar Vilestliv

This is a guide/notebook of an adventurer named Alkizmar Vilestliv and his companions Viscount Birakhel [RIP], Daniel Limankhred and Miden Ienga.
The events take place in my world in the DnD universe