We made preparations to leave at noon. I had arranged for a Crygrim. It was like the Terragrim in Aridia, and it was also a travel kardia-beast, but these types had adapted to the environment around them, making them built for marching across snow and ice.
Unlike Terragrims, which were an almost cream color, this one had blue frosty scales.
At the party, I'd told everyone I was leaving Frostvale. It dampened the mood at the guild a bit, but they still kept the party going, for my sake.
Today, they had all come to see Mei and me off.
After everyone sent us off, praying for our safe return, Finlan was the only one still remaining. He looked tired. His eyes were bloodshot and swollen, and the bags under them told me he had barely gotten any sleep last night, which was a natural reaction for anyone in his position.
Tired of awkwardly teetering back and forth over how to approach a conversation with him as he was, I just went with the straightforward approach.
