The journey to Rapids progressed slowly at first. Serdra was still concerned with not running into anyone who might recognize Katja even though Katja insisted the chances of that happening so far east were remote. Additionally the winter's stay on the fell had drained the horse's stamina and the snow covering the isolated trails slowed him considerably. Still, the landscape got steadily more flat as they went east, the snow melted quickly and Serdra started inching closer to civilization. Hjalmar had always leapt at any opportunity to remind people how comfortable the Baldur's Coast climate was compared to the countries he'd visited. Short winters with light snow and reliable summers. Katja wasn't sure whether the point had been to silence complaints or to remind everyone how far he'd travelled. They spent the nights in hollows Serdra knew from old and ate sparingly of the little meat and bread they had left. Rapids was one of the larger settlements of Baldur's Coast and the centre of all trade in the county.
