Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190219030909/@comment-25828117-20190221005618

The absolute downpour lasted for at least another half hour before the rain started to ease up, by that point they were all once more totally drenched so it didn't matter much; the ice-cold winter wind was worse anyway.

Graicus led them down, not so much on a path really, but the horses seemed to be able to cope nevertheless. Even in the dark the gladiator seemed to know his way around the area quite well.

He was quiet again, no surprise there, but if one could take a look at his face, they would see a face more akin to defeat than to barely controlled rage. He knew where they were going. Where this 'path' led them and he had to prepare.

The morning sun eventually peered over the mountainous horizon to the east and seemingly took with it the light drizzle that the storm had eventually turned into.

They would not stop for breakfast however.

"It's here somewhere." Graicus informed them.