Skye's POV
The massive lake below made it difficult to get down. I climbed around from tree to tree until I found the shore. I climbed down and looked into the sky. The sun was setting to my left. That means I was facing north and Old Post is northeast of here. I shook my head at the lake in front of me. What a waste of time. I was going to have to stop and build myself a boat or go all the way around. Rubbing my temples I suddenly remembered that I didn't have my broadsword, daggers, or bow and quiver of arrows. I did still have the whip I created, though. I was going to have to find my other weapons or at least a sword to defend myself with. I was told to be at Old Post when the job was finished. Oh well, whichever deity that sent me on this mission was just going to have to wait.