Sebastian gave a shrug, thinking little into it as the pair continued to move throughout the forests. It took them nearly half a day, but eventually they would find themselves coming upon a beaten path, and though it was obvious what it was, Sebastian held back, and lifted his nose to the winds, and let his eyes graze across the horizon before he finally moved forward, deeming this empty road safe.
"This is the Northen Wooded Pass," Sebastian began to explain. "It's traveled more in better months, because of the forests, but because of that fact, banditry is seasonal." He glanced around again, double checking over his shoulder as the pair continued on their way. "But just half an hour down this road, we'll come across a small town." He now gave a scratch to his head, the fleas still being quite itchy- but at least for now, they were manageable.