Jewel waited and watched, as Ven measured out his tea and brewed the meager amount he had. He should have thought to pack some, he truly should have... but the swiftness that they had left Caer Northwood has rendered him incapable of thinking of little luxuries like tea. It wasn't as if Jewel was leading them along a populated road, either, where they might want to stop and restock. Alas, like so many things, Mr Ven would have to go without.
Jewel could have kicked himself, for that.
He'd just have to keep an eye out. There was plenty that grew in the wild hills, after all, and would only become more bountiful the further south they went, away from the difficult earth at the root of the mountains.
Jewel was pulled from his thoughts, however, as Ven refused the rations. His brows rose at yet another impossible revelation, and he eyed the other man for a long moment.
"I believe there is a jest to be made here, regarding subsisting only on tea." He said, after a moment, his mouth quirking into a smile. He ate another handful of his rations, before folding them up and tucking both packets away into his satchel. At the very least, that meant a bit less effort hunting for food, in their travels. He could look after himself, and they could mind the Malady in the meanwhile.
"I know you intend to spare your people my presence. On that, we are agreed. But have you a destination? Where exactly are you taking me, Mr. Jewel?"
Ah, now there was a question. Jewel hummed a bit, before removing a map from his satchel and rolling it out.
"This is the three kingdoms," he began, tapping the northern segment of the map where mountain ranges flanked a long corridor. "Connlaoth, over the mountains, there. Serendipity, where we are now. Adela, to the south across the Ora."
Jewel traced each area as he spoke, before returning to the middle segment and tapping just south of the mountain passes that separated Connlaoth from Serendipity.
"We're here, still in Northwatch and will be for days, still. Given your condition, we will want to keep to the west. I may have some small influence, but there is very little I can do if we were to be caught near Moonspear. The Order would have very little mercy for a man who may or may not be a vampire."
He gave Ven a sympathetic look.
"I intend to bring you further west, before we reach the Ora," he tapped along the massive river that separated Serendipity from Adela, "into the Draconi forest here. It will be slow going, but the mountains are fewer. There, we can follow the pass through the Terrins, and get to La'marri. You may be beyond my skill to heal, but a city of mages surely has some answers for us."
Jewel could have kicked himself, for that.
He'd just have to keep an eye out. There was plenty that grew in the wild hills, after all, and would only become more bountiful the further south they went, away from the difficult earth at the root of the mountains.
Jewel was pulled from his thoughts, however, as Ven refused the rations. His brows rose at yet another impossible revelation, and he eyed the other man for a long moment.
"I believe there is a jest to be made here, regarding subsisting only on tea." He said, after a moment, his mouth quirking into a smile. He ate another handful of his rations, before folding them up and tucking both packets away into his satchel. At the very least, that meant a bit less effort hunting for food, in their travels. He could look after himself, and they could mind the Malady in the meanwhile.
"I know you intend to spare your people my presence. On that, we are agreed. But have you a destination? Where exactly are you taking me, Mr. Jewel?"
Ah, now there was a question. Jewel hummed a bit, before removing a map from his satchel and rolling it out.
"This is the three kingdoms," he began, tapping the northern segment of the map where mountain ranges flanked a long corridor. "Connlaoth, over the mountains, there. Serendipity, where we are now. Adela, to the south across the Ora."
Jewel traced each area as he spoke, before returning to the middle segment and tapping just south of the mountain passes that separated Connlaoth from Serendipity.
"We're here, still in Northwatch and will be for days, still. Given your condition, we will want to keep to the west. I may have some small influence, but there is very little I can do if we were to be caught near Moonspear. The Order would have very little mercy for a man who may or may not be a vampire."
He gave Ven a sympathetic look.
"I intend to bring you further west, before we reach the Ora," he tapped along the massive river that separated Serendipity from Adela, "into the Draconi forest here. It will be slow going, but the mountains are fewer. There, we can follow the pass through the Terrins, and get to La'marri. You may be beyond my skill to heal, but a city of mages surely has some answers for us."