Blackfeather Woods Fiodh

Anselm knew nothing of the red sands. He tried to conjure up a mental image of that place from Kinloch’s account, but his imagination was hardly charitable and in the end he rounded his shoulders with a shrug. 

He would tell @Mahler and @Wylla what he’d learned of the rotting caches and absent wolves. That’s too bad for them, good for hungry travelers. He grinned and wondered where those wolves had gone. Motioning for Kinloch to fall in step alongside him, the boy made for Paleo. It is a few hours of travel. Maybe you can tell me of what else you’ve seen? 

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