Simon Bolvar crossed the rushing river that marked the border between the Bolvar Tribe and Kraetor City with a deep intake of air. He had missed being in his own territory over the past few month, and he was glad to be back.
Behind him, an entourage of half a dozen escorts that were sent by the Kraetor City to ensure he got to his pack in safety stepped up.
"Sir, shall we continue moving forward? We should be able to get there in a day and half's time if we move quickly." The demi-human asked him with a leveled tone.
"Yes, sorry. Let us keep moving, I was just feeling a bit sentimental for a moment. It has been a while since I came home after all, especially under these circumstances." Simon replied to the man, "Follow me."
