Snippet #1341336

Matt picked up a couple of throwing knives that weren't lost in the trees and put them back in his leg pouch. He silent ran over the fight in his head as he did. He had won the fight, yet he had taken a great chance. If that plan had failed, he would be dead at the moment. And the other thing that he frowned at has yelling. That had been a huge mistake, as no doubt someone - anyone - was heading for this position. Perhaps one of the group would come for him? No. No, they couldn't. Matt wasn't entirely sure if he wanted back in yet, and on top of that, the only ones that wouldn't slow him down were Shadow and Kain. And if one of them DID show up, Matt would only slow them down. The one good thing was that there would probably be some relief for the group, as he had no doubt attracted attention. But still, even that was a double edged sword, so to speak.

Matt picked up the dead scouts sword. Leave nothing the enemy could use, no matter how small. Matt drew his own sword, and laid the scout sword on the ground. Matt paused from a moment, raising his own weapon, then brought it down, cleaving the other sword in two. Matt silently thanked his good fortune to have a weapon tougher than any steel, and sheathed it. He picked up as many throwing knives as he could carry, and broke the rest. Now it was time to go.

But where to? Anywhere was better than here, but a destination was favorable. He looked up to see the sun, and then looked back down. It was early in the morning, so the sun was east. So that meant... north was this way. Matt pointed to keep track. If north was that way, that meant he had been traveling south... He was still roughly close to Shaharan, so... Matt calculated in his head the rought locations of a few towns and cities. Two places stuck out to Matt was a good destination. The Lake of Prosperity, or Cre' Est. The Lake was always a favorite place for Matt. He loved water, but to meet up with the group, a big city would have better odds. What were the chances of Shadow going to the lake? Maybe a little, but Cre' Est was far more likely... even though the chances were slim anyway.

But there were equaly as likely places for them to go. As Matt ran over all the major places he knew, his hope faultered. The chances of finding the group were slim to none. However, Cre' Est was the capital. And the chances of the group going to the capital eventually? High. He could wait a while to meet up with them. So it was settled.

To Cre' Est. Matt climbed up into the trees again. People would be here any moment, and he needed to move. And assuming that assassin's could all follow by smell like Shadow did, he needed to move fast. He didn't know everything about how smell worked, but he assumed that if he moved fast, there were be less to follow. If he stayed in one place, smell would naturally be stronger. And Matt wasn't sure what higher altitudes would do, but it couldn't be good for it. So Matt climbed and climbed, until the air was thin and it was cold. While Matt used this paths often (Training while you travel, in his mind) that did not mean it was comfortable.

He sighed, and took a few deeps breaths of the cold, thin air. He checked his weapons, made sure his cloak was tied tightly, and ran off, jumping from tree to tree again.