Ananeas watched as each person raised their cup and said something about the whole idea. Ananeas grew uncomfortable because he was the only one who said nothing. At that moment he concentrated on his posture. Making sure nothing seemed out of the ordinary and that the body language was proud and strong. Ananeas followed Angelo and drank up his drink. Not used to any other drink than watter, the ale forced a strong after effect. A small cough escaped from Ananeas. To cover it up he quickly spoke on, making the cough seem like it was meant to gain everyone's attention. " I come from the northern mountains. I know them well, like my back yard" truth to be told they were his back yard. "There's a Short pass thorough the mountains but this time a year is dangerous. Lots of avalanches happen. We can also go around. It would take us three weeks longer. But it's safe and there are towns on the way." His voice was calm and even the whole time. There was also one more way, but Ananeas thought better not to tell it. Though everyone here looked strong he believed they wouldn't make it.