SHENANIGANS AND PLANS

[TOR: 1 MILE FROM THE MANSION OF LORD REIS]

Quinn breathed out a tired breath as he trudged back to the campsite with a deer being dragged behind him.

It had been a day since they had been dropped off in the middle of Tor by their plane and they had been on the move for the better part of five hours, trying to get as close to the mansion before night came again.

He had been told by the lieutenants when he asked that they didn't want to alert anyone to their presence, so they had been dropped off several miles away from the mansion and now had to make the trip through the desolate forest by foot.

He broke through a small bush and made his way into a clearing which they had chosen as their campsite for the night, behind him Aran walked out from the bushes as well with a small smile on his face.

He looked absolutely pristine, even though Quinn himself looked like he had just had a tussle in the forest with a wild animal.