"Okay, we make our way south, and we cross the river. We will need to cross the Terrin Mountains. If the horses cannot go through that, we may have to leave them at the mountains. We cross three leagues west of Zantaric. The abode of our traitorous target is near the Zantaric foothills. We will have to go to the Ford of Plenty ((OOC, made up name for the river area in eastern Essyrn, under Zantaric)). There will surely be clansmen on the way, and if they meet strangers, they will attack without question, no matter how royal or how strong. They ride in packs of two to two-hundred, so lets hope we don't encounter a group on the upper end of the scale. We may have to brave the Plains by foot, possibly even by night. But we will find our traitor, and find out why he betrayed us. We may rob his possessions. Gutztomp, you may be wondering what you will get out of this. You will get lots of jewels, gems and coinage, and you get to get the joy of killing barbaric horse-men. Any questions?" Keltros grinned, and swung his head between his two companions.
