The party of hunters stopped for night, still in the vast forests of Kenrath. The smell of salt was in the air; they were nearing the sea. Dath and Kedemar set up camp while Natalya slipped off into the trees to scout. Dath took a seat on a rock and lit his pipe as he watched her return. She shook her head at him. "We're alone out here." She reported. Dath nodded. "For now. I have a fair idea of who hired that assassin. I have no doubt we'll have one or more of those on our trail before long. News travels fast." He said. "How do you know this?" Kedemar asked. Dath smiled grimly. "I'm a bounty hunter, lad. I have been for a long time. You don't live long in this trade unless you learn these skills fast. Trust me, we'll be having company soon enough. Now rest up, both of you. Tomorrow I aim to visit an old friend, and I don't think he'll be pleased to see me." Natalya raised an eyebrow at Dath. "An old 'friend', Dath?" She said. "You have an unusual way of describing your enemies."