"War for the Throne" Chapter2 origin ver.(7)

Their one bit of good fortune had come from an encounter with a group of rangers near Duncastle.Thane had entrusted them with a message to Wolf Clan agents in Sprucevale.Based on the scribbled journal that Thane still carried it seemed that town was his best lead to continuing with his investigation.
Sil stumbled a little,still supporting Thane's weight."So what's our plan now?"
"We have to reach Sprucevale."Thane muttered through gritted teeth."It's a long walk.And I'll need some time to recover my strength."
"Are you sure you're alright?You're pretty badly hurt.Duncastle's not too far,we could head there,maybe try to find an apothecary."
"I'll be fine,trust me."Thane tried to grin,then grunted as another throb of pain shot through him.
"Don't worry sir!"Pika skipped along the path a little way ahead.With Thane in his current condition she had taken it upon herself to fight off any danger that presented itself.She bore what weapons she'd been able to scavenge from Sir Heimdall's supplies before leaving Southbank;a shining steel sword and a scratched,rusted iron shield coated with chipped blue paint."As your trusty squire I'm sworn to protect you,no matter wha-"