<div class="floatright">(http://i35.tinypic.com/5k2a90.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Jo sighed, sensing yet again that another person whom she had met had quickly walked out of her life without so much as a good bye. It had been a short time since she met Koram, but it seemed to be a theme with her. <strong>"We might need to just push on it seems. You are all right, if someone had taken him they would have taken us all and if he wanted us to know where he was he would have left some sign."</strong><br/><br/>The group pressed on northward, not finding any sign of Koram and slowly giving up as they moved. The smells of cooking fires filled the air shortly before midday and the trail seemed to become more defined. They crested on a hill, approaching a small village that was nestled in a snowed in valley.<br/><br/>The village of Griggs...<br/><br/> <strong>"Despite all of rotten luck, we seem to be making good time,"</strong> Jo commented.</span>