"After we reunite with them, we will be able to look for more relatives and friends in peace," Orz said, combing back his unruly black hair. "So… where are we, anyway?"
Ben took out their rough map. It was something that he drew based on their combined system maps.
Although they had 'digital' maps, it helped to mark them on paper, so they could add notes and details. There was also no distance function in the system maps, so they needed to draft it in order to triangulate their location accurately.
Ben's hand traced over the papyrus bought from Ferrol, his dark skin contrasting with its pale color. "Mapping things out, we are approximately almost 150 kilometers (10 o'clock) north of Fargo."
"That's a few days of normal travel, then."
"Assuming the terrain is decent and the mobs are manageable," Sean added. "Plus we have civilians with us, so it's best to assume it'll take twice as long."
