"Justice served!"

After Evren introduced Captain Scott to the team, and Mr. Grant to Mr. Hill, he teleported back to Bridgewich. He headed south out of town and towards Emdon. He wasn't thrilled about going back there, but he wanted to get past the guards and find out the status on the town. If the consensus of the town and its people are all against joining, then he wouldn't spend any more time on them. If it turns out to be a situation in which he would be able to fix, he'd fix it.

The weather was getting cooler, which made running through tall grass in the rain that much more of a miserable experience. It didn't rain all the time, but it may as well have. He had picked up a waxed leather cloak to wear, but it didn't help much. By the time he reached the outskirts of Emdon, he was bordering on hypothermia. A lull in the weather afforded him an opportunity to make a fire among the gigantic trees of the Amescona Woods.