His family

So that's why. You feel a twinge of regret, having slain an opponent fighting for what is precious to him as his paternal duty. Still, many died doing the same against his forces, so your sympathy is limited.

Your men escort three women out of the largest building in the fort. One is apparently Vetrix's wife. She wears fine robes, no doubt stolen by her husband. Unlike the type usually preferred by barbarians, she is tall and slim. Long blonde hair surrounds a proud, almost aristocratic face, which retains a regal beauty even though she must be nearing forty years. Next are presumably the couple's daughters. The elder looks to be in her twenties. Her hair is dark like her father's, but cut very short like a boy's. She is wearing what appears to be leather armor, and your men tell you she defended her family personally until she realized it was hopeless. She is tall, with a proud posture and an athletic frame which nonetheless hints at her womanly physique. He face has high cheekbones that would make her very pretty were her manner not so mannish. Finally, the last girl is just come of age. A simple but elegant dress, lacking the low cut popular in more western lands, cannot hide her generously proportioned bust and butt. Her face, eyes downcast, gives glimpses of a very cute girl through the curly chestnut locks covering it. Unlike her relations, she is rather short.

You must decide what to do with these ladies. You cannot leave them to roam the wild woods to be eaten by wolves, or starve in a derelict fort. I mean, you could, but you're not that cruel.