An uneasy look began to grow on Swick's face, and finally he uttered, "I'm affraid I can't drive, but what I can tell you is that I think we should be headin south, into the bayou. I doubt many uneasy folk will be able to trap us there."
He gazed again across the enourmous body of water with rubble of all shapes aand sizes were floating in.
"the trip will take some time, so I suggest we move to a village with an inn, we can make plans there."
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