The fishermen set up a camp right at Armad Lake to celebrate the killing of the witch. They were fishing up all kinds of fish under the lake.
Siderius sat down around the campfire as the fishermen gathered around him.
"So... Where are you exactly from?"
"We are from the Hallow Lands, my lord?"
Siderius' brow furrowed slightly as he remembered the name of the count that the Outsider had informed him.
"Isn't the Hallow Lands also the domain of Baron Hallolass?"
"That's right, my lord. Baron Hallolass has ruled over the Hallows Lands for more than twenty years. He has a very strong army. They're called Watchers of the North!" A fisherman said.
"Watcher?" Siderius smirked. Coincidentally, his title was also Lord Watcher in Xander Guild. Although he completely made it up, he couldn't help but wonder the underlying implications of the names.
He's Lord Watcher and Baron Hallolass had the Watchers of the North as his army. It was as though Fate wanted them to have a fight.
