There's always something going on along the High Road. At this point there was a caravan that was stocking up on guards. The forest had its appeal but the creatures could only provide so much company. Iefyr gave a small prayer to Sylvanis, the High Road was entirely different than the forest that he had spent his hundered and five years in. It was time to explore more of the world.<br/><br/>He looked around at the other caravan guards with a bit of hesitation not knowing what they would bring to the troupe. Instead he focused on watching the road.<br/><strong>"Are you expecting much trouble?"</strong>It was a fairly standard question but would serve the purpose starting a conversation and gauging his companions.<br/><br/>He looked to the skies and whispered<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">"Cad a dhéanann tú a shealbhú dúinn?"</div><div class="spoiler_body">"What do you hold for us?" incantation for Druidcraft using the weather-prediction effect.<br/></div></div>