He nodded, still clearly angry at himself for the fight, and led the way on.<br/><br/>The next day, he stared at the river in disgust, before shaking his head. "Alright, not an impossible problem, but annoying none the less."<br/><br/>He dismounted, and knelt by the edge of the water, taking a deep breath, and began to carefully ford forward toward where he could see the bridge. He would go first and alone the first time, ready to dimension door back if he got swept off his feet, but he wanted to make sure the bridge was intact, and nothing nasty was lurking near it. If there was, it would hit him, and he could deal with it.