Whitebark Stream The river will be your eyes and ears.

Cenric’s response to the man, Germanicus as he’d soon find out, was an half-hearted chuckle. He was very confident with decision wasn’t he? At best it was amusing, at worst it was an annoyance. His belief was a small problem that would be fixed in due time.

I suppose you’re right. But he’d prefer a different guide. Oh well, this wasn’t the hill he’d die on today. Cenric would tolerate the man’s presence.

Once his sister was finished speaking, Cenric began to walk back from where he’d came. Shall we depart?