“Magdala and her family have been so nice to us and so helpful. They’re going to show us the waypoint as well. We owe it to them to make this as easy as possible.” I stood, sliding my hands into my pockets.
Brynn straightened her shoulders. “Yeah, I agree. I’ll talk to Aisling. Maybe someday…”
“Maybe so,” I said. “We can always hope. Now, let’s get back downstairs. You need to talk to Aisling, and we need to plan out the trip to the Waypoint. We’ve stayed here longer than we should have—Zaran is on our tail, remember? And if he goes after me, he’s going to go after the rest of you. I don’t want him targeting Magdala’s family as well.”
We headed downstairs to find Aisling arguing with his mother, trying to get her to go rest. Finally, she agreed. Brynn waited until after Magdala headed for her room, then motioned for Aisling to join her outside.
I walked over to Sean and Alina. “I hate to bother you, but Magdala said someone was going to show us the waypoint and the entrance to the tunnels?”
“Right,” Sean said. “I can do that. I have a map of some of the tunnel system as well. You can take it. They’re a labyrinth, but they’re better than braving the rest of the pass, especially at this time of the year. As soon as you’re ready, we’ll leave.”
I set Thornhold and Ray to getting our things together, and Alina gathered food for us—more bread and cheese, jerky and smoked meats, and dried fruits. Within an hour, we were ready. Magdala woke up to say goodbye to us and wished us luck.
Shouldering our packs, we set out, bundled up against the weather, and followed Sean as he led us deep into the forest.