Northstar Vale good morning, look at the sun

He was eager to get back on the road, and as his golden companion was at his side, Scimitar picked up his pace with the determination to ensure Saena was fine and to seek out Goober so they could return to the Forest.

It was Goldhawk’s suggestion that drew a growing dread in his heart. Scimitar’s gaze cast to the side, studying his companion with a stoical mask – hoping he managed to withhold the horror from his eyes. “Best not,” he offered then, his mind fumbling for an excuse to not have his Gamma serenade him during their journey. “We should keep our eyes peeled out for Goober or any others who might have seen him.” It was the best he could come up with, but it wasn’t half bad of an excuse – surely anyone they hoped to corner unexpectedly would either be drawn to the noise or slink away – and Goober wasn’t supposed to know Scimitar took this journey.