List: Em's Mostly Random Word Generator List #1
Number: 47. Northward
Story of Origin: Daerinnid Chronicles
Character(s): Daerinnid, Rikard, Caerden
Warnings: None.
Use: Just as a starting point for a future plotline.
Scenario: Daerinnid, Rikard, and Caerden are questing. (Anything more would be a spoiler.)
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"What do we do now?"

The vast emptiness of the plateau went on for miles, a rocky plane of nothing stretching to the horizon. Daerinnid frowned at it.

"We keep going."

Rikard let out a whining cry, his feet tired, his stomach empty. Daerinnid sighed and closed his eyes. He could walk this heading without trouble as far as it took them, but Rikard was unaccustomed to such journeying.

"Oh, buck up," supplied Caerden helpfully. "This is nothing." He strode northward towards the very nothing of which he spoke.

"You have the blood of the undead!" whined Rikard. "Have some consideration for those of us still living!" Caerden ignored Rikard's complaint with a parting wave.

Daerinnid stretched out his hand to Rikard. "Give me your pack." Rikard's eyes widened at the gesture. Daerinnid's patience waned. "Come on!"

Hurriedly Rikard sloughed the pack off and hefted it towards Daerinnid. It seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in Rikard's tired arms, but there was little in it. Daerinnid was already carrying most of the camping supplies. With a grunt, Daerinnid hooked the straps on his pack's wooden crossbars and set out, one pack piggybacking on the other.

"Daer--"

Daerinnid grunted again, a sure sign he was in no mood for talking, and they continued northward towards the far horizon.