Bramblepoint Exodus.

a grin crept upon terance's face as the young man answered, though he'd be lying if he said he missed the pain that seemed to strike the other. with a solemn dip of his own head, seeming respectful of artyom's apparent memories and answer, terance gave a quick nod of his head for the other to follow.

we have a few days journey ahead of us, he informed him, though he didn't seem bothered by the trek, my mate, arbiter, is watching the pack now. you will meet her when we get there. it seemed like important information to know, after all, it wasn't just terance. there were others. what skills do you possess? he asked him, then, wondering if that was something he should've asked before offering him a rank... oh well.