Spotted Eagle Mountain interlude

Someone did come up here. Not only that, but that someone knew his name.

Cenric? they call out. Yes, he answered.

His eyes trail along the silhouettes of the bolders and rest upon the shadow of a man. As Cenric approached, the fur glowed and familiar features took shape.

Kendrick. The last syllable is a relieved sigh. It’s good to see you, brother. We’ve been searching for you.