there was defintely more to this man of great stature. What? He knew Flidhais? I ran after the cart calling, "Wait Mo Fear! What is it you know of my mentor?"

The cart had halted and I invited myself to travel a spell with the smithy and his odd little band. I assured the big man it was a sign from the Gods, him naming Flidhais. and I vowed to be an asset as a traveling companion. I did not need to ride. I had more flexibility on foot for chasing game hunting roots and herbs, and running ahead to scout. As eager as I was to hear news of my beloved teacher and friend, I would honor her teaching by taking care of the business at hand. Survival first, talk later.