I’m still not quite certain if I heard him so much as I felt him watching us. We left the caves about seven days ago on our journey to the west, in which time the closest we came to anyone was about a half mile to the south of one small party. I’ve made specifically certain to guide the party on the least used paths and roads, constantly scouting ahead to make sure we don’t run into any trouble. Overall, there were no complications.
I’m not sure how I missed him or how exactly he followed us, let alone found us, but there he was. It was raining really hard, still is, and I just got the feeling that there was someone outside of our camp. As silently as possible I circled around behind his position, so as not to alert him to my knowing he was there. I stayed back for several minutes observing him. Covered in a black cloak of some sort and hunched down, he’s definitely not someone you take home to mom. After awhile, I decided it best to alert him to my presence, which, needless to say, cause him to jump. He seemed a bit startled that I had found him, but did everything in his power to keep himself composed.
I spoke to him for several minutes as to who he was and why had been following us, but could not get any pertinent information from him, at which time I decided to invite him to sit by our fire. Now I only hope that I do not regret this decision later, as I have invited an unknown and possibly dangerous individual into our camp, but it seemed for the best, as the others can question him as I search for anyone else. Hopefully the man does not represent the church.
I have awoken Jerick and alerted him to the stranger’s presence. I only hope things go well, as something about this man makes me uneasy. He seems to stare through you, as if either, he’s not interested at all or far too interested for anyone’s good. And beyond that it seems like he knows who we are. This could turn out to be a grave situation indeed. |
