Jarrod noticed the tension in Ananeas' muscles as he raised his cup in cheer, but said nothing about it. Whatever secrets the man knew were best to be respected. "A short pass through the mountains, huh? Sounds about right to me. Besides with Yggdrasil loose and about, I doubt any place is considered a safe haven anymore. At least, not in these days." The swordsman turned to face Corvain as the knight only promised to offer up what he could. He couldn't help but give the armored man a grin.

"No worries. I'd be a bit on edge too if I were to put my life into the hands of a commoner. Especially. . .me." But the idea of his kingdom's honor interested Jarrod, and he couldn't help but lean in forward a bit. "Say, Corvain? What kingdom do you actually come from again? Do you hail from the Central Region?" 

More mention of that place. Yggdrasil's supposed final destination. The Central Region could be considered the heart of Aldmorn, where the largest castles and highest towers lay in wait for divine approval. The Region was also home to a large temple ground used for worship and devotion to the almighty Dyteniteity.

 If Corvain did indeed come from the Central Region, it'd certainly help out in their quest for Yggdrasil.