Galan continued along the road looking for any signs of raiders or bandits, or recent trouble. He was unsure what exactly had happened but he was certain something bad. He had been walking for quite some time to get here. Cautiously he approached his hand resting on the hilt of his sword his shield in his left hand. He had been around long enough to know to be readied just in case and there were way too many unknowns on this trip. Even Lancaster had seemed to have his reservations prior to sending him.<br/><br/>So Galan trudged along ready for anything hoping it was a simple mine collapse or something else that had stopped the flow of ore, somehow though he doubted it was the case.