Jurel spent much of his time in quiet conversation with Metana. He made time for Gaven who wanted to take him out to the impromptu training grounds for a sparring session or sit and play a few hands of Bones over a cold tankard of ale (a small perk to having so many Salosians trained in arcanum c...
The forest to their right held no interest for him; it was the same interminable expanse of trees that had been accompanying them since they set out. He did not even bother to lift his head when they passed through another village, a tiny speck in the road, a minute change in the monotonous vista...