“Oh shut up,” I said, pushing passed her gently and heading towards Trinadelle and Nuala.


    “Don’t you wish to examine him?”


    “If you want.”


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    “Wow, you weren’t kidding, this really is detailed.”


    I traced the river up, passed the town, across a stretch of what looked like flat grassland to a mountain range. I didn’t need to read the thick cursive script running along its peaks saying ‘Champions Fall’ to know the place.


    Trinadelle looked at the map for a second longer before nodding. “I believe you are right, but I wish to know why you think it is there and not further down at say, the river bend here…or here? There are no settlements between here and the Mountains to infect after all.”


    Secondly, all those mountains make it easier to hide a force of considerable size like the army that nutter was talking about.”


    I was the one that answered. "He wouldn''t want to draw attention to the area any more than was necessary. Just the animals were enough to bring this lot. If people started disappearing who knows what attention that would bring."


    “You will have trouble leaving the town. It’s still on lockdown and the guardsmen know what you look like now. They are also expecting to get the privilege of hanging you soon.” Trinadelle hummed in thought. “And we need to prepare the town for a siege if you fail to kill Smith and his force arrives.”


    “And why the devil are you all clustered around between my legs?”