Back to Town

The group had split apart after Aaralons little speech, each of them making their own way back home alone so as not to raise any more suspicion.

As Aaralon had wandered back through the forest his mind had raced a mile a minute as he had tried to think of a way to move forward.

The group needed to grow, that at least was obvious to him, but how he should go about helping it grow was beyond him. The little whispering voice that Master had left him with was silent on that and so he trudged back out of the tree line and slipped again into the sleeping Inn.

When morning came it didn’t bring the grand solution he had been hoping for. Instead, he had found himself at something of a loose end. There was no way he could go and talk to the other members of the group during the day, maybe Shane or Sally but he wouldn’t be able to talk about anything worthwhile with the risk of being overheard.

So he decided to take a walk around the town, taking in the sites as best he could and hoping that it would help him come to some kind of a conclusion.