It was enough that he thought Arisa didn't think of him as that naughty kid that groped her ass not too long ago. His smile was bright if crooked and his eyes bright if a little foolish, but she had a fairly devoted follower now who at least had a strong grip and nice reach. He had more of an adventurer spirit than any of the lazy drunks idling in the guild hall at the moment anyway!<br/><br/>Jacob said 'follow me!' with a loud boast and a hard fist in salute at his breast, then began marching down the dirt path past the guild and towards the main road leading into the valley. He handed the original board notice to Arisa to read in the meanwhile, insisting he could lead them for now since it was only a simple path. According to Jacob and his father's notice, the shipment and many others should have arrived by cart some weeks ago.<br/><br/>The cart driver was venerable and beyond reproach, and Jacob's father himself had gone over the mountains to make sure the old man hadn't simply forgotten. But the driver, named Treno, had left for Arelat for certain, and simply disappeared. It was enough to give one pause over the dangers Uther could face, even if he was a great bear of a man.