The elation she felt at seeing Cydric kept Camilla on her feet for nearly an hour. She talked incessantly in a liquid mixture of Tilean and Reikspeil, trying to convey all that had happened in the weeks they had been separated. They moved south as fast as they could, though it seemed the shimmering cloud grew closer by the minute. At Dietricha’s urging they drifted east, she glanced frequently at the stars, although given the clouds veiled the stars Camilla didn’t see how she could be using them to navigate.

“She isn’t looking at anything. Just makes it all up for theatrics,” Yantz volunteered unexpectedly as Camilla followed the red heads gaze skyward. Camilla gave the Imperial a stunned look but before she could respond her strength gave out. She fell towards the rocky ground and was saved from smashing into the ground by Ivan’s grip on the back of her neck.

“Woah,” Ivan grunted and set her on her feet with as little difficulty as one might lift a kitten. Camilla scrabbled weakly at the Kislivite’s grip.

“I can walk,” she protested weakly through her legs felt like sausage. After a minute she managed to get her feet under her again, though she would have fallen without aid. Cydric waved a hand for a halt.

“I’m not a porcelain doll,” she protested weakly. Ivan grunted and let go of her shirt. Camilla pitched to the rocky dirt in a heap, her fingers managing to grip the hilt of the sword weakly. Skaldi stomped forward and picked up Camilla with as little delicacy as one might show for a sack of grain, slinging the former courtesan over one broad shoulder. He turned to Cydric, about to say something when he paused and turned back to the rock. Ignorning Camilla’s weak blows to his back.

“There was a river here once,” the dwarf rumbled, scuffing at the dirt with his boot to reveal striations in the granite.

“Moved underground I’d say,” he glanced towards a shadowed rocky area off to the east and then back at the pursuing storm of warpstone.

“Would you put me down!” Camilla demanded tartly.

“Quiet now lass,” the Dwarf responded pleasantly, “I was just about to say there might be caves where it went underground. Id bet my beard on it.”
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