Chapter 30
Bard looked about the abandoned campsite with increasing excitement. Every sign he found indicated that it had been inhabited by the Red Claw, and recently at that! They were no more than a day ahead, and it was clear which way they had gone. “Over here!” he motioned the rest over. “We’re catching up.” “Excellent!” spoke Rob. “Which way now?” “Still north,” replied Bard. “Though I seem to recall a broad stream in this area. I can’t help but wonder how they crossed it, though I’ve no doubt Oric found a way.” “Well then, best not stand about guessin’,” spoke Devon. “Let’s go find out, shall we?” “Right. This way,” spoke Bard as he led on. It did not take them long to come to the stream and the arched wooden bridge spanning it. They looked around and examined it more closely. “Well, the
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