First day
At the canyon's outlet, the river had bent decidedly to North, while they had made for South East, on the gentle slope of a hilly formation that stretched as far as the eye could see in that direction. The track was now more beaten and the gait had become lively. Paxma sat on the driving seat of the first wagon, next to Quilen who was holding the reins, when Eslan, the head of the Nomads, had come galloping in a cloud of dust. He stopped a few steps away, pointing to the ground. "Further on there are cattle trails. We will go on ahead in reconnaissance: it is advisable to check on the flanks. I will leave twenty men with you to keep the herd together. Remember, two of them must always ride in the rearguard", he said in his broken Attic. "In a dozen kilometers you will find a cro
