" what!. Why would you have something like this?, how long have you had this for?. Did you read any of the pages inside of the book?. How can I trust that this book is what you say it is what you say it is?.". Everyone was very quiet, waiting for the response. Before I could get a response out of him. Night fell before us, and we are still another day's journey before reaching the closest Kingdom. I hope this kingdom doesn't treat me as some kind of God. It's bad enough that those people see me as one, when I get back to Nord. I will destroy that statue. The statue is being worshipped, that is not right. I am not God. Neither do I want to be him either. That is some much pressure on one being, he can handle all of the pressure. Cause he can see everything that will happen, and what has happened. It's his decision if he wants to step in and stop it from happening. I exited the carriage walked over to the closest tree. Done the same as I did before, started collecting branches that had fell off. I've noticed that these branches didn't fall out cause of age. They way that are perfectly snapped closet to the tree, it means that someone had done this. Even animal's when they break a branch. It's more of the middle of the Branch or the section they were sitting on. I have to scan the area before making camp here, knowing that someone had done this. While scanning the area I've noticed some tracks. These tracks are not of animal. Someone has been here before us, and they are still here around us. The smell of smoke is still in the air. They probably very recently made a fire, they are too lazy to keep watch on it. It could be a singular person. That would make more sense on why the fire went out, I had to stop searching. Night had covered my sight. I would love for us to camp our fareway formt eh carriage, for the reason that the carriage is an easy Target. Also a huge target. You can see dure that doesn't mean you know exactly where it as located at on these woods. The footprint's that I've found in the woods were not of human, the size doesn't add up. It could be a small child. Which that could be it, I Mena it wouldn't surprise me if that is it. I've done caught many of people dragging children deep into the woods to have their way with them. Or just to get rid of them, by any which way. Either by starvation. Which was the best case scenario for them. I've seen it to many times me going to hunt for some quested items, the next thing I see is a child's body being eaten by maggots. Nothing is worse than seeing a body being decomposed by nature. It's not as bad if it's happening underground, something's are not meant to be seen on the surface. I've buried many of them out here as well. The average age of those out are here are four to sixteen, children that either never seen the beautiful side of life. I hurried back to the carriage. Eten was still struggling with womanhood, I expect her to be out of commission for a couple of days. Which is horrible for us. I know that my wife had stopped the bleeding. I want to say she stopped that before I fell asleep, as my party slowly exited the carriage. The dwarf and the mage were going at it. " I'm telling you no matter how strong of spell resistance you can come up with. It is no use against the liquor of a Dwarf, now you can disagree all you want. You are just to scared to try some!". The Mage was flabbergasted by the comments made by the dwarf, while tapping his staff against the head of the dwarf. " Listen here little man. You may be able to craft the best swords and armor, but spells. Spells are my specialty. Okay!. Now I can prove that my spell will override your tap water, we can handle this after the camp is set up. Little man!!". I have to interrupt before this gets out of hand, I leave them alone for maybe an hour. Well Dwarfs are known for their shot temper's. I head over to the conflict, " now does this really matter at the end of the day. You both can do things the other can't do, it's just how the world works. Now I will say that all of my years, seeing mages cast spells. I've haven't seen one be able to handle the alcohol of an Dwarf. I'm not doubting your spells strength, I saw an bull have a sip of dwarven brew liquor. After drinking the dwarven brew, after ten minutes the bull had died. The veterinarian had said that the bull suffered from total kidney failure, as well as pancreas blow. Also the liver was destroyed only after ten minutes of the alcohol being inside of the bull. That bull had won many prizes in Daragain. The bull weighted half a ton. You should have seen the look on the farmer's face when the bull died, you can try. You can't say that we aren't warning you, how long have your people been brewing this liquor for?!.". The Dwarf smirked at me. Placed both hands on his hips, opened the bottle do the liquor. The smell of the liquor almost made me pass a kidney stone. This type of liquor will surely kill the mage if his resistance spell isn't high enough. By the age of the mage he might be able to survive it, I give the young mage about eleven percent chance of living. Blowing his chest up high in shy. " It's been in my family for twenty generations!!!".