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You leave the city far behind, as you and Urik struggle to match the pace of the giant’s long stride. You head north for the Belzar River, which traces a westerly course towards the Mountains of Morn and the infamous dead lands. By the time you reach the river, night is upon you and you are nearly asleep on your feet. You tell the giant that you are too exhausted to continue and he stops to allow you to make camp. He has a supply of food which he shares with you before you fall into a deep sleep by the gentle lapping of the waters of the Belzar River.
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The following morning, you continue on your journey. The Belzar Hills on the far side of the river seem to frown upon you as you pass and you are troubled by a gnawing doubt. Urik seems to share this doubt and he continually looks over his shoulder with an anxious expression on his face. When you stop at midday to rest, you voice your doubt to your companions.
‘There is a simple explanation,’ says Samu, confidently. ‘We are being followed.’
You dart a startled look at Urik. ‘I think Samu speak truth,’ he says.
If you wish to lie in wait and ambush whoever is following you, turn to 22.
If you wish to press on, turn to 16.