"We could always try Ironrock fortress to the east, I don't know wether it is inhabited or not, but if we must move south...
South of here lies a pretty small village. Gwyntarr. Small village, if they go searching for us they will sure find someone who can tell where we went..." Eric smiles at himself, but the gesture is lost in the darkness, were he alone he would simply spend a month of so in the wilderness.
"We have two options then, get hold of some horses and get to Gwyntarr and continue south, that night we turn around and start an undercover journey northwards.
The other choice is more risky but less straining: get into a ship at Gwyntarr."
Still running under the black sky, Eric remains silent. He is scanning the terrain, and spares a look back to Porsmith to see if he can make out any torches alight after them.
"Either way, we must be ready to sneak past seekers. They will send their men on horse to the nearby settlements...
Anyone who bothers to send a severed head in your room will bother to send hounds after you"