A confused man comes into the Prancing Pony and looks around, he seems lost either in concerns to where he is or not sure if this is the right room. He wanders over to my table and sits down across from me.

"I hope you don't mind if I join you," the man says.

"Of course not," I say "you look a bit lost."

"I am Thrumaer. A hunter fresh from a chilly adventure."

"I am Owen Oaks a simple bard who remains warm in front of a fire."

"That sounds like a far more comfortable life than that which I live."

"Probably true but I don't have as much excitement as you do."

"You also don't get lost every other day," Thrumaer says.

"Didn't you say you were the hunter of your group?"

"Yes and it is embarrassing but without my maps I can't find anything. I do my best to keep a hold of my maps but I have lost them on occation. Well lose them or have them stolen."

"What do you do when that happens?" I ask.

"Mostly I wander around until I find some friendly people or kill whoever stole the map until I find the one that carries it."

"That seems like a lot of work. Perhaps you should carry two copies of every map you need."

"That's a remarkable idea. I will have to make copies of my maps in the future," Thrumaer says.

"It would be better than getting lost."

"Very true, but it was probably better that I was stuck in the camp at the far end of Forochel for a time."

"Why is that?" I ask.

"I was hunting a great worm that had been causing problems with the Lossoth. Unfortunately right after I loosed my lucky arrow a group of the wild men attacked me and I was forced to flee."

"I have heard of the wild folk of the frozen north causing a lot of problems."

"I eventually needed to find help hunting the worm down to get my lost arrow," Thrumaer says.

"At least you were able to get it back and solve a problem for the Lossoth."

"I wanted to do something for them since they allowed me to stay at their camp until I got my map back."

"The Lossoth seem to be welcoming to those that find themselves lost in the snow," I say.

"The rest of my companions were likewise helped by their hospitality. I do not want to fail them again so I think I will go upstairs and make a copy of my maps. Please excuse me."