07-23-2014, 09:15 PM
"Astien!" Cormac called out, though he knew the chances of the man hearing him were slim, but his legs were weak from running and he couldn't get them to move. He slumped against a tree and pulled out the map his grandfather had given him. Astien could be heading to the nearest city, but he could also be avoiding them. He munched on a roll of sweet bread as he tried to figure out what to do next.