Arahen led the small group northward, her expression stern but seemingly determined. None of them spoke as they rode cautiously but without incident past the monsters and orc-kind that peppered their route. The animals' footfalls quieted by the ocher sand-like soil and the cessation of conversation helped them pass through silently. The wind, in their favour, blew their scent away from the danger. Even the excitable Hoggstari was somber as it was
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