Southward Bound

I travelled for days through a dense forest - I think they were called the Winterbole Forest.  Thankfully I managed to avoid the barbarians that Wolfgang told me about. While I do not think these Tigerclaws would have been particularly hostile, until my mind clears more fully, the fewer people I have to deal with the better.

Finally I came upon civilization!  Well, a small human settlement really, but the closest thing I've yet seen to the real thing.  While I got a few odd looks at first, the folk here did not seem to pay me much mind.  I guess that many make a living here trading with the dwarves and the local barbarian tribes, so not much startles these people.  I manage to secure a room with what passes for an inn here.  It will be good to sleep in a proper bed and get a hot meal for a change.

I spend a couple days checking out the locals and trying to get a sense of how much time had passed or what events had transpired since before I awoke.  Unfortunately most of the local talk surrounded the weather or how the fishing on Lake Nen has been.  Despite that, I did find one useful bit of information.  Apparently the local fishermen send a caravan of smoked fish down to trade with the dwarves in Hammerfast now and again.

Armed with this knowledge, I make some inquiries about town and manage to find out when the next caravan was leaving.  As luck would have it, they were leaving in just a few days.  I approached the trader and offered my services in exchange for meals and the privilege of accompanying him.  He seemed skeptical at first, but when I mentioned my encounter with Wolfgang, he figured that I must be alright.  With arrangements made, I spend the last couple days in Nenlast restocking my supplies and preparing for my journey to my new life.