Frin was subconcsiously following the general group, he was still quite sacres of the mercenaries. Why did they need to meet them? He had many nightmares, where sellswords and adventure companies with sharp teeth and red eyes would poke at him with their spears, and make him eat those tiny cabbages along with cooked eggplants.
"Eat your caterpillars or the mercenaries will come for you!" Used to say his dear mommy. And how right she was! Today he ran away before eating them, and look where they're headed!