“How do we want to start?” Tony asked the following morning when everyone had finished eating a breakfast of hard-boiled pheasant eggs, homemade bread, and nettle tea.
“At the waterfall,” Pilore replied. “Or above it actually, so I may see if I can come up with an explanation for why the waters vanished for no reason.”
“How far is it from here, Qildor?”
“The base of the falls is a little over a kilometer, however, the climb to the top is over sixty meters and it will not be easy in this weather.”
Folen nodded. “When we get to the base, we can do as we did coming to your house, with Tony and me teleporting the two of you up. Can the top of the falls be seen from the bottom of them?”
“Yes, providing it is not snowing again.”
“Then let us hope it does not start. I am in no mood to clamb
