Lake Rodney Windflower Delightful Mane

"Planning, in my opinion and experience, is quite useless thing," Birk replied honestly, while watching, how Kaeto ate his rabbit, tearing off one bit after another. The smell of blood and flesh tickled his nostrils, but even then he was not going to ask the dark man to share his meal with him. Out of the simple fact that he would not return the favour, in case the situations were reversed.

"So - no. No plans, just going with the flow and, if that means meeting death at some dark corner or another - so be it," he said. "But since you asked first - do you have a plan ready?"

They had the conversation going for a while and then they parted their ways never to see each other again.