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[b][u]Cuttersbury: Trail towards Drych Lake[/u][/b]

The Pride’s walk towards the Drych Lake was mostly uneventful with the exception of small talk amongst the Guilders. The trek towards the lake would take nearly two hours for a normal person to complete whilst walking at an even pace, allowing the group plenty of time to converse and get to know each other, such as Estelle showing Nani her fireblade and Marcus demonstrating for Quentin’s interest a small display of wind magic. Whilst it was possible for the Pride to arrive at the scene of their mission much quicker, the risk of fatigue was enough to hold them back – being too tired to fight against the Varren infestation could lead to more complications then good. Marcus still helped to passively manipulate and boost his allies’ agility (and thus their walking speed) up however, to make the trip take half its usual time instead. They would be well and ready to tackle the monsters when they arrived… so long as they could survive the time taken to walk there. 

And surviving was easier said then done…

“Are we there yet?” Asked an overenthusiastic rookie Guilder.

“No.” Replied the dull, deadpan tone of a certain young red haired swordswoman. 

“Are we there yet?” Asked the overenthusiastic rookie Guilder again. 

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

“NO!” Shouted Estelle again. 

“Are we there ye-”

[i]“Say it one more time and I’ll smack you!”[/i]

[b]“Sqwark![/b] Are we there yet?”

“Oh Captain, not you too…”

“Wait, so does that mean we’re there yet?” Asked the overenthusiastic rookie Guilder again.

[b]“Argh!”[/b]

Even with a two hour trek being cut in half, an hour's walk could still be a long, long time...