“I’d like to take an educated guess and say Drammli Falls,” Tristofer said.
“On Lentari’s eastern coast?” Breslin asked. “The Great Sea of Koralis is a long ways away. What makes you say that?”
“The cliffs give it away. Look at it. See those crags and indentations? The cliffs bordering the eastern sea are like that. I saw it for myself a number of years ago.”
Breslin nodded. He sat down and pulled out his pipe. “Then it’s settled. We leave for Drammli Falls at first light.”
He lit the tip of a twig from the hearth and held it out to his pipe, inhaling as he did so. In just a few moments his tobacco was lit.
“Rhamalli, if you’re listening, and I know you are, we’ll see you there.”