"Well, I've never felt safer." Edric said with a smile on his face, one that would make it hard to tell if he were telling a joke or not. But either way, his posture seemed to relax slightly, his back shifting against the hard but smooth stone, his head laying back, and his eyes falling shut.
It would not be long after that Chasmine would 'feel' him fall asleep.
Dawn the next day came quickly from Edric. Goosebumps across his skin waking him up as the dawn brought on it's dew. He took in a deep breath, hand rubbing at his face as he stroked fingers through his hair. He saw no sign of Chasmine, meaning she had seen nothing dangerous in the night.
With a satisfied breath he stood, wishing for a brief moment he had something to make breakfast with.
For a brief moment he lingered, then quickly snatched up the small remaining camp supplies. Anything he could use was good enough for him, and before a few minutes passed Edric found himself moving on with a bundle he'd not had before.
During the day he followed the trail left behind by those whose encampment he'd stolen. An advantageous move, as at the end of noon Edric came to a realization.
"It's a city."
He'd said in realization.
"Or something like it." It made sense with all the marks. He was no expert tracker or anything, but those among Gilram's crew had taught him a thing or two. The signs in the mud were more than clear. Carts, animals, and shoes. It was all over, and a few miles later Edric was proven right.
As he crested a small bare and craggy hill, he was presented with a gloriously engineered city of steel, sheet metal, and primitive industry. His own brain couldn't quite put it together, but as he stood there he saw skins and
species of all sorts.
Orcs,
Gnolls,
Humans, and even what he thought were Hogboglins. Though most of the firest.
"Holy shit, Chas."
Edric breathed in shock.
