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Just before dawn, with the first signs of morning red rising on the horizon, Atharan sets out upon the south road towards Enedwaith. A journey that will take him roughly 4 to 5 days if he ride fast and is in luck.
Unlike the road that heads towards the Trollshaws first and then to Enedwaith, this journey will be far shorter, but more dangerous!
Though its for a first that he departs with a heavy heart after saying his goodbye to Ruby. But he is certain they will be reunited soon.
Gwennol knelt before the fire, as a thick white plume of smoke rose, fragrant with herbs thrown in among the oak logs. She watched the flames, her eyes slightly dark underneath and she murmured a repetitive chant, rolling her thumb against the antler charm around her neck. Pren had been gone for weeks on the errand that sent him north with the man who had been at times both friend and enemy. Her worry grew as the time passed, not only for her journey home but that the man she had come to look to as a protector and friend, now future husband, had not returned.