Finding Our Way Through

It was hours of walking at a painstaking pace before they finally reached the edge of the Landbridge and the fog cleared enough to make Sourthern Vale visible.

Dimurah blew a long breath of relief.

“What the hell were you doing?” The man rounded on her. Accusation in his voice and fire in his eyes. Looking surprisingly fierce.

“Trying to escape the fortress.”

“It’s a sanctuary! Why would you need to escape?”

“I didn’t want to be there. I need to get back to the Blue Guild.” She was already hoping that there was a chance this man might help her in that direction.

“You nearly got your fool hind-end turned into demon dog food!” His fists were tight. He was clearly furious.

“There’s a reason people sail around the edge of the land through the Sea of Souls rather than risk the Landbridge!” He gestured furiously over her shoulder. Back in the direction they’d just came from. “Very few survive the journey.”

“We just did.”