They set off the next morning, tramping through the soggy forest that surrounded Stornway. Silence cloaked them as Faolin led them, with Fanato, Jazca and Janscour all trailing behind sleepily. They tramped, on and on and on, for what to Janscour, seemed like hours.
"Are we there yet?"
Grunt.
"What does that mean?"
Fanato decided to speak up at this point. "Where are we going exactly?"
Faolin stopped and spun around to face them. "Do you remember the part of the contract that said `No questions`?"
"…Yes."
"Exactly." She turned around again, and stomped off in the undergrowth.
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The party continued walking throughout the day, stopping only as they came across a small settlement. It was nothing fancy, just a small cluster of houses that belonged to the community there. They managed to blag a stay in the barn, and rested until the morning. Jazca and Janscour fell asleep pretty quickly, what with the mage have, well, pretty awful stamina in Fanato's opinion, and Janscour's near-magical ability to fall asleep almost anywhere, at any time, in any position. Just before he himself fell asleep, he fancied he could see a strange shadow coming from near where the door let moonlight in. His logical mind dismissed it. A trick of the light. Or dark. He slowly drifted off musing to himself woud it be a trick of light or dark, completely forgetting that the shadow look like a pair of colossal wings.
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AN
Sorry for the short chapter, I've moved house and currently I am sick. Which sucks. On another note, I hope to update more regularly. Also this story takes place in a slight AU. The world is a lot bigger, with more small settlements and the towns being bigger. Kinda like Skyrim.
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