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Jacob chuckled to himself as he noted the rest of the party half dozing when they finally arrived at the next outpost. They would never survive out here without him, and he admitted only to himself that he liked it. He liked this odd group of travelers depending on him to get them where they need to go. Those rare pleasant thoughts were quickly squashed, as he reminded himself of his mission. He frowned and turned his back to them, hugging his own food bowl against his chest.

Shadow Sage, his family, needed him to kill the traitor. The traitor who used to be his friend; but could be no more. He killed two elders and severely wounded a third. He admitted to plotting against them for years. He can't be trusted. He can't be allowed to live. Why was Jacob hesitating though? Why was he leading him to the fortress? No one was out on the tundra now. No one would try to cross it alone and expect to live. He has more than enough opportunities. He’s responsible for their food and he’s responsible for guiding them on the safe and right path. He could do all manner of things, and make it look like an accident. If it’s an accident, the white witch and his wild brother couldn’t blame him for anything. What’s holding him back?

Jasper leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. He was so tired and sore. The healer thought Wyatt’s pace was difficult, but he’d prefer it right now. He never expected this kind of pace from his apparently weaker brother. The other grey witch did appear sickly with his slight frame and pale skin, and Jasper, on more than one occasion, has physically subdued his brother, but this pace was harder than Wyatt’s had been through the woods and it was trekking through mountains, snow covered mountains even.

He held back a groan. It had been a hard day but they weren’t done yet. He wasn’t done yet. He noted Jacob turning his back to them and as usual separating himself from the rest. Jasper shook his head. There wasn’t anything to do about it right now. He didn’t have the strength or wish for another argument. Stumbling to his feet, he reached for his medicine bag, and slipped. Jacob, of all people, caught him with a similar spell to the one that created the glass shield in the dungeon. “Be careful,” the other grey witch hissed. “No one else can open the door, but anyone passing by could hear a crash or smell those herbs.”

“But they can’t smell the stew or wood smoke?”

“Anyone traveling out here would be a fool not to have their own stew and wood for cooking. It’s good practice to keep well stocked.” Jacob indicated a pile of wood in the corner of their latest cave. “Especially since tomorrow we’ll be heading beyond the treeline. Beyond the treeline is the most barren place out here. Nothing grows, so there will be no animals for hunting nor wood to burn. We’ll take some of that with us to the fortress.” He pointed to the wood again.

“Not even I know what that place is like now. Your food might last a week maybe two, but wood you won’t find. It’s actually a good thing you left from the tower. Otherwise you would have either starved or froze to death by now.” He growled under his breath. “but just like I said before, getting to the fortress is all the help I’ll give you. After that, you’re on your own.” He released his spell with a flick of his wrist and turned his back again.

By then Jasper regained his footing, so no harm came to his medical supplies and he moved to Sylvana. “How are you feeling now? Any pain? Weakness?”

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