The Forbidden Crypt
It took at least two more days before Kieran was sure of his ways and announced that he had pinned down the location of the crypt.
Before then, they had b walking in the wilderness without a single direction but Belialthorn trusted Kieran as a scout to find them a way and he did.
"There's still a bit of light out. Should we go now?" Kieran asked. He was surrounded by papers with maps drawn on them, black ink stained his hands but he was grinning at his accomplishments.
They had stopped for more than two hours now and waited for the scout to make his calculations. The Captains, the ones not busy, stood around.
"How far do you think before we reach there?" Belialthorn asked. He sat on a cut tree stump.
Kieran rubbed his hands together. "Night probably. Yes, it'll be Night before we reach there."