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Agreeing to stick together for the time being, the pair headed west, off the beaten path as to hopefully lose any previous pursuers. The sky was slowly beginning to darken with an oncoming storm, as the temperature dropped slightly following gusts of wind.  

 “Aye, the Goblins have been busier as of late.” The Goliath nodded in agreement with Brennan’s earlier comments. “Mischief begets further mischief.” Vah’lux glanced behind them for a moment, seeing a few stragglers trailing behind as the cluster began to disperse. “But, [i]something[/i] seems to be stirring their curiosity, or perhaps restlessness, as their drive toward aggression grows each day....” She returned her attention toward the path ahead. “Which becomes more of a nuisance for those wishing to be left alone.”

The town Brennan mentioned was known to the tribe-woman as one of many trade stops for travelers and merchants, which generally meant the roads leading there would be monitored by not only local militia, but bandits as well. And while the Goliath wanted very little to do with predominantly human-populated towns, she supposed it was a necessary evil to at least lie low for a night. 

“‘Windsgate’, I believe is the town you speak of.” Vah’lux said after a few moments of silence. “I have never been there, but have met a handful of halflings and humans who reside within its walls. They were, for the most part, hospitable...at least once they saw past the giant of course.” She smirked, but shaking her head as well at such things. Humans always had an uneasiness around her kind, but a Halfling who already felt too small for the world most definitely would feel out of place amongst the race of Goliath.