Sir Shane turned his gaze westward as he took in the words of the priest. As much as he wished to continue on and see to this trouble once and for all, he knew that would be unwise. The closer one got to the Craggen Highlands, the more likely it was that danger would be encountered. Anything from the inanimate hazards of the wild to the more violent beasts that dwelt there. Not to mention the highlanders who made their home in that untamed wilderness held a particular and violent distaste for outsiders. Add onto that this new threat of undead on the prowl, and Sir Shane knew full well - knight or otherwise - a man from the city such as himself would not survive long without assistance. Especially now that the night and all it additional dangers was only a few short hours away.

"Indeed." Sir Shane said in reply to Kyle's saying, keenly feeling the hunger within him making itself known after all that had happened since last he ate. "It has been a long, eventful day. And I could certainly use a meal after all of that... Come. We can plot our next move once our hunger is sated." Even though he said this, Sir Shane's mind could do nothing but ponder what would come next as the group made their way back to the hamlet. Kyle had said that either an army or a good tracker would be needed to survive a journey any further west than they had already come. Sir Shane knew of no armies in the Dales, but he knew of a tracker. Elaine, the huntress he'd crossed paths with in Barleytown. She likely possessed the abilities necessary to aid him. But would he be able to convince her to help him? Would he even have time to ride back and enlist her aid before the next set of dangers arrived at the hamlet?

For the time being, all Sir Shane could do was hope that a good meal would bring him the answers.