The Walk to Kinrew

We are urgently striding towards Kinrew. Anleim is driving us all on at an astonishing pace. Both Tomepicker and Gorbith have taken to the air, and are using the updrafts from the cliffs to keep them airborne without the need for much flying. I, however, am struggling to maintain the pace set by my comrade.

As we walk Anleim is asking me about the places I have been to recently. My responses are met with more questions - it seems that I may have past by places without noticing subtle changes. Changes that may be important if we are to stop Yermej from obtaining all four crystals.
This morning, Anleim has quizzed me about Soulhill Town, the lake at Normere, and inquired about the giants on the coast. I am writing this down now during a lunch stop, as I think my brain may be more exhaused than my body come the end of the day.

Anleim did not stop during the afternoon. He continued questioning my observations, asking this time about Bray, and the Elves at Tingamel. I imagine that tomorrow he will want to know about Merquay and the Baldrake in detail. I was right - my head is more exhausted than my body. Once I have eaten the meal that is cooking to the side of me, I will be sleeping; ready for another hard day.