Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
You continue your journey through the woods, Gragnor taking point and doing his occasional switch ups to try and catch any would be ambushers unawares.
About mid-morning the trees begin to thin, revealing a field of short, green grass that leads to the shores of a wide, calm lake reflecting the overcast sky above. A dense fog hangs over the center of the lake, obscuring the far side. Near the shore of the lake, a dark form lies next to the water. It's about 100 yards away from you at this point.
About mid-morning the trees begin to thin, revealing a field of short, green grass that leads to the shores of a wide, calm lake reflecting the overcast sky above. A dense fog hangs over the center of the lake, obscuring the far side. Near the shore of the lake, a dark form lies next to the water. It's about 100 yards away from you at this point.