The ride South, hopefully

[Efren]

Efren rode his horse, he had left the city of Urgor behind to continue on his quest he had set before him. He couldn't help but notice the smell of fire in the air, and saw smoke in the distance. "Nah going o'er there, too dangerous for a dwarf."

He turned his horse towards the land of the Trees as it was known to the Dwarfs. Soon he would have to speak with the elves, at least he hoped so.

[Efren]

It had been many moons since Efren left the Gurian camp. He had trained himself to ride his horse through the time he had been away from home. The forest crept closer as the days went by. His people wouldn't approve of a friendly position with the elves, but as long as he was king, he would make them.

The smell of fire had caught his attention. With his supplies nearly depleted, he hoped he would be able to catch a bite. He walked his horse towards the camp to scope things out.