Scouting and Exploring are two different things, and I much prefer the second. My Hunter ability to detect animals was useful, but it didn't detect things like the goblin farmstead. <1>
Likewise, there were High Men, sometimes called Eagle-Men, and other humanoids.
And, what we were counting on, monsters.
Viper Hounds, Tree Scorpions, Skull Lurkers... anything that ate people was suddenly our unwilling ally. But we needed to know where those allies were, and the best paths to lead our enemies near them.
For their part, the enemies were being smart. They had scouts of their own, and made use of them. So it boiled down, for those first two days, into a contest of mobility and knowledge of the land.
And then, the smoke columns were spotted near Whitehill, and our knights mounted up to ride that way.
"Traitors and assholes!" Gyrfalcon raged.
Slowly catching up. Good news is that I should be able to get a good number of chapters in this weekend. Plus, all the drama my friends are calling normal life gives me an amazing amount of details I'm weaving into my story.
And NO. I have made a promise that not only bad things will happen to the MC, and I will keep that promise. Now, those good things won't include finding a noble's robe just lying around, enchanted like plate armor, or finding that the Whitehill sewers has a catacomb to pump him up four levels at once...
But yes, expect some good things merged into the mix.
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