Just Another Day

"So, have ye decided yet where yer goin'?" Arloda asked as she took a seat near the edge of the party.

Shanku shook her head.

"How about goin' abroad? See th' foreign lands?" Arloda asked and gestured with a spoon.

"Been there, done that," Shanku said as she spooned some carrots onto her plate. "I would be reminded of Doctor Newbury and start to miss him too much."

"Ye can't hang on forever. Let him go," Arloda said softly. Then in her more usual fashion, she held herself up proudly. "Only dwarves are allowed ta be so stubborn anyway."

"Glad to hear you care so much," Shanku laughed and added, "about any threats to your reputation."

"Why not go north?" Sigrid said as she joined them. She had donned an intricately designed pinafore of her own and had left her hair loose. It flowed softly over her shoulder and she looked much more approachable, even if she was making rounds and checking in on her past delinquents.

"North? Why?" Shanku asked. She couldn't imagine anything to rekindle her desire to travel.

"Old legends tell of kurach who live on the ends of the world. Kurach who could disappear with the snow and tell the future," Sigrid winked. "It'd be quite an adventure to find them."

Old legends? New kurach? Far north where very little live for me to get killed? Shanku pondered for a moment. "North it is!"

"Wanderlust, much?" Arloda whispered to Shanku and nudged her in the ribs.

"Of course," Shanku agreed. "Let's eat!"