The path back to road was a different one than the way we traveled here. Otto and Dox were very happy to be travelling with me. I even found some tasty herbs for making a tea.
We were skirting a bog when shimmering, buzzing, stinging swarm lit on us. We later learned they were called Shimmer Flies. They lay eggs on a host the inhabit - but their shiny carapaces blind their targets. We scattered them and drove them off.
We took a little rest and camped near the road. Before we finally made it out of the forest we saw a masked humanoid figure standing in the distance watching us. We neither hailed him, nor attempted to attack, and the figure melded back into the wood.
After another night on the road, we reached the inn. We found the caravan and safety of numbers here. It would be nice not to sleep on the ground. Argasto was very generous. He gave us a bonus of twenty gold each for the assistance.
We explained all that we knew to him and he said Mal Gergard was a former Templar. He is a known bandit chief, but other than a mark of safe passage, he knew of no reason why he would want the iron ring.
We were going to stay the night at the inn, we are still five days from Brandon's Ferry - but we are definitely on the start of grand adventure.
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