~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~
~Thieves' Road, the outskirts of Talfen~
The cart driver held tightly onto the reins until his fingers went numb from a lack of blood flow. His first impression of the foreigner's partner was that he looked quite capable but that was quickly overshadowed by the evil glint in his eyes. It wasn't the kind of evil one would expect from a robber or murderer but something far more sinister.
Thieves' Road, the long, wide stretch of road that led out of Talfen now felt like it went on for an eternity. The air grew heavier as the friendly foreigner slept, the sinister man saying not a single word since he got on the carriage.
The farmer kept his gaze on the road in front of him, not from a lack of curiosity but that his dread far surpassed his curiosity to know what the sinister man was currently doing.
"How long will it take us to get out of Talfen?" Andras broke the silence.