Return to Genda
It had been a difficult twelve days since leaving Pomanda—days that Tobias would sooner forget, as would his tired bones and aching body. Rhaven pushed the mounts to their limits each day, which was far past what Tobias had grown accustomed to. It almost seemed as if his body forgot how to ride a horse. As a young man he would have ridden this distance and spent the nights in a tavern drinking vidda, but those days had passed with his wife, Shia. He thanked the gods that she wasn't here to see him return to Genda this way.
The days had grown hotter as they traveled south, another thing that Tobias' old body seemed to have forgotten. The terrain had changed too, though he didn't remember it being so barren. Thick forest had ceded to rocky ground surrounding an occasional c
