<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/ba/Hermit-7.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Old Gustov<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Nynsk - South Gate<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Asinya<br/><hr/><br/>It does not take you long to find a set of footprints in the snow.  They were not easy to find and appear as if the maker was light of step, their imprints barely visible.  You do not know how far away the disturbance you heard was from this location but it is clear that one of the combatants survived and moved off towards the road to the west.<br/><br/>As you follow the light tracks you thank Menoth that no new snow is falling or you may have lost them.  The tracks, smallish boot prints, change from the long strides of a runner to a walk after a time and even the steps seem to be growing shorter.  You have observed no blood or other signs of injury, but it is obvious that whoever left these prints was ailing somehow.<br/><br/>Another ten minutes and a fresher set of horse tracks intersect the footprints on the road eventually leading to an indention in the snow that could very well have been the mark of a fallen body.  You see no other signs of the smallish boot prints, but a set of heavy man sized boot prints join the road from the direction of the Dragovich farm.  The remaining tracks lead back towards Nynsk.  Perhaps your prey was taken there.   Pulling your fur lined coat tighter to ward off a sudden chill you continue on towards Nynsk your curiosity peaked.<br/><br/>“Asinya?  That you?”  You hear the gravelly voice of Old Gustav call down from the gate watchtower.  The old man still had the sight of a hawk.<br/>