Moonspear meet at the crossroad of the divine

He nodded to her suggestion—it would be best to witness the trail firsthand. Whatever the cause of malady, it was another notch along a list of problems that grew for all of them. Another thing to wonder and worry about in the depths of evening where rest should have claimed them.

"Let's not waste any time," he urged of her. He was ready to follow her lead out from the shadow of their mountain, and to whatever unsavory bits lingered in the woodland below.