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The covenant took refuge in the safety of the Aylied ruin, where they would spend the night. Perhaps with one open, looking out for Sretnuh.

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6th of Evening Star

Morning came swiftly, or it felt that way anyways.

The day was young and still dark courtesy of the gray cloudy heavens above. By the looks of it, it might rain again today.

Breakfast consisted out of dried meat and fruit, Lysilde had expressed a desire to be gone from this place as soon as possible. They needed to keep moving. Distance gave them time. Valuable time to keep Sretnuh at bay if he was still following.

Helian tossed Dancer his breakfast before he mounted Abaresk.

Nemicus' ring beard was getting a bit unkempt, just like his hair. Out of the two brothers he had been the one that had been blessed with their mother's full head of hair. Graicus' hairline in contrast, had been steadily and unapologetically receding for a good few years now. Never the less, Nemicus did not like appearing unwashed. He had hoped to have been able to shave at that damn inn. The captain mounted Odvica hoping they would find a town or village where they could rest next time.

Midnight had been ready the entire time. It was doubtful he had even slept.