Chapter Seventeen: AdvancementBy the time the party had caught up with Freemonte, the grey pre-dawn haze had paled to a Royal Albion blue morning. It had been more than an hour, and had Freemonte not stopped on an outcrop it would have been longer. The group had taken a less than direct path, ranging across the undergrowth looking for signs of demonic activity.
Gerard had suddenly found himself in charge of a lot of green-skins and was surprised by how comfortable he was with this. He instructed them to look for signs of 'unnatural disturbance, scorching, strange tracks and funny smells', and they had made a very thorough job of it.
Danz insisted that Gerard explain why wondering around looking for a Pit Gate wasn't a stupid plan, and sure enough Gerard had obliged. Frisia, a country so
