They marched in much the same fashion as before after they met with the reinforcements. Bora had been ecstatic when he met with Claskan. Dego marched behind the friends as they caught up.
By the time they reached the mountain Ocelot wanted to occupy spring had turned to summer, summer to fall, and fall was waning toward winter. They had been gone from Ellende for nearly an entire season when they reached the looming mountain.
The mountain above Zradon had been large, the mountain that they stared at now was easily two or three times the size. The area was a thick forest with few clearings. Claskan stared at the mountain through one of these clearings and admired the view.
Bora stood next to Claskan admiring the same view. “Pretty smart to build their city on a mountain.”
Claskan looked
