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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cabe Zeree" data-source="post: 2186721" data-attributes="member: 20453">Zee nods, and takes the lead once more. He jumps in the saddle and urges the horse forward at a walk. The Hinterlands, a land where both Chaos and Nothing have sway. Planes are born in the Hinterlands and planes appear there as they loose their battle against entropy. Zee half turns in his saddle and provides one bit of advice. "Empty your minds of everything save the cur Cedric. Fan the fire of your hatred for him, and maybe will find him quickly. The more our minds stray, the more we fall off his trail." The githzerai turns back around, but, riding nearby, Rexx believes he hears Zee mumble, "But you'll take us wherever ya feel like anyways, just like last time, won't ya?"  And the horses plod on. The light isn't strong enough to view great distances yet, but Panaver uses a knife to collect a few branches and leaves as they ride past trees. He doesn't recognize any of them, and he begins sketching in his book. Shortly after steel gray light begins to spread through the sky, three shapes appear in front of a copse of trees in the distance. “Three horses,” Rexx offers.</blockquote>