Zoltan's quick eyes and sense of direction served him well as he made his way into the dark of the forest. He confidently slipped into the grove of trees on the eastern side of Riverdane, assured that no one would be following him, and he didn't slip into the banks of the river to boot. All in all, a good start. However, this is where the real challenge would begin. With the coalition forces closing in ever more quickly, it would be difficult to avoid patrols, much less convince them that a wizard had nothing to do with the empire.<br/><br/>Zoltan started to head north, up the river and away from the oncoming battle, but as he continued north, he could swear that he could hear what seemed to be birdcalls following him. He had made it about a mile from the town when the noise began to really grate on him.<br/><br/>