eternal eclipse in the teeth of the risk

“Interesting,” he said. Mordecai had never graced the lands near the creek, though he had been by a creek or two. Apparently not the right one, though. His mental map of the Wilds was lacking, but he did not consider himself in a large position to do much in the way about filling it in. Maybe later, once things had settled down he would set out to do that. Perhaps knowing what even their distant neighbors were up to would benefit them somehow.

Turning his gaze away from Sitri and back out to the lands ahead of them, Mordecai almost wished that they would have had a view of Ouroboros from there. But the direction they faced was all wrong; instead the duo could have easily looked out towards the Plateau if the haze of the day were absent. “What do you think of the Spine? Think things will be better there?” Not that they had ever been all that bad in his opinion to begin with, but once again, he hadn't been there long.