After having pulled them from the fire, starry took a second to fall to his knee. His leg had been hurting and aching even more lately, and he took a few deep breaths, trying to collect his thoughts. The fire could have started for any number of reasons, so he doubted that it was an attempt to kill him. Still, his name was starting to spread, and he was pretty lost, with only this strange man as his companion. But that's when he realized.
He had no clue where to go.
The place in the mountains was never specified, so he had little to no clue where that was. Furthermore, as he quickly leafed through the books he had gotten, he discovered that there was very little information relating to his search. He panicked a bit, gripping the book tightly in anger. Pebbles and rocks float around in random patterns, their gravity being bent and altered. Starry stood up, throwing the book to the ground. "Useless scholar. Damn books aren't worth anything."
He sighed, breathing deeply and calming his nerves. He looked over at the town being raided. He began to stroke his chin, thinking about the things he saw in the raid. 
"Hey, Marcus, right?" He said, turning to his companion. "Did you notice anything odd about the invaders?"
If they were they people he was thinking they were, he might just have a way to get some direction.