Felltree Marsh Aholehole

S’alright, no secrets fer now. Wouldn’t want ya to loser yer tail.

In truth, the young seafarer hadn’t considered his offer. There weren’t many secrets that were worth sharing to the unknown settlements outside of the cliffs. Though he had been trying to be coy with the young girl, there was little to back his claim. When she expressed that she’d rather avoid the trouble, Swordfish found quiet relief wash over him.

North is where I’m headed, if yer interested in walkin’ with me fer a short time. Not far, I don’t think. Then again, he didn’t really know. The boy had done a terrible job of keeping track of his progress. The unknown of the unclaimed territories had been too much to resist. It hadn’t been until the sun had started to set that he’d thought on his actions.

Promise I won’t ask ya fer anything. Just… I dunno, some company. If she’d oblige.