Blackfeather Woods A stick can save a life.

Burke didn't have to wait long before someone arrived, the one arriving did surprise him. He was pretty convinced that Kove would come first. Alas. Burke placed the stick down at his feet he was holding. "Greetings. It is just Burke now," he spoke to the male but it was clear that he appreciated the formality of it. Plus he had been patrolling already which was always good. "You are going for your Mercenary then?," he asked just to be sure of that case so he could keep an eye on the male doing his trades in the first place.

Burke turned to the path he wanted to go. "I want to patrol the swamps. Too dangerous to do alone really, always better to go with two, hence why I have gotten this stick if someone gets stuck," he pointed out. Their swamp could be a tricky place but seeing that Macbeth was here to learn already Burke was confident that the male would watch out next time. He didn't come over as stupid anyways. "So are you ready to go?"