Navoc dredged on, taking brief breaks in between lengths. He rubbed the back of his head...what had he forgotten.., the only things coming to his mind visually was something round...plush..and soft. It clicked in his mind 'Mala' though he knew not where he was going he should at least give Mala a brief idea of where he was heading. Reaching into his bag he pulled out a odd flare-gun he had acquired from a gnome not to long ago, it was supposedly some new kind of technology. Not that he bothered to ask how it worked for the sake of causing the gnome to go into a ramble of it's mechanics and the secrets of the universe...<br/><br/>Navoc fired it off into the sky, it wizzed up high above the treeline and exploded into a set of letters. 'Mala heading out this way, catch up if you can' was the message the flare had formed. Navoc stared amazed at how far gnome technology had come, course then came the headache as to try to understand those short little folk. He shrugged and kept along his journey into the unknown."Maybe I'll settle down somewhere" he chuckled and walked off into the snow...<br/><br/><Continuation of His Adventures> <http://forums.darknestfantasy.com/showthread.php?4003-quot-Longway-From-Ironforge-A-Hinterlands-Tale-quot-Open-E-RP&p=85745#post85745><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>