Haven, Arceria, Kaeleer, Saturday [Fandom Time]

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The portal had dropped them off in the outskirts of Haven. Portalocity tech was one more thing that Karla could add to the list of information she didn't want most Kaeleerans to have, especially her enemies. But Haven wasn't that far from the Glacian border, which meant it was the ideal staging ground for their reconnaissance missions. They could slip into Glacia without Hobart being the wiser and then move around from there. She knew he was watching the Winds, so they'd stick to roads and private Coaches as much as possible, but they should be able to see much of the Territory while they were here.

It helped, of course, that they'd have a few native guides and a system of safe-houses already prepared. The underground movement had been working overtime lately.

"Morton!"

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[wwiii]

"My father and I have a bit of a history," Warren explained, lifting one shoulder slightly, shrugging. "I won't bore you with the details. All that really matters is that the supplies will be here."

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"Most sons and fathers do," Morton said softly, but let the matter drop. "I should show you the general path we'll be taking while you're here. As well as all the safehouses on the route and the planned meeting spots."

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Warren, at least, was thankful for the topic change.

"That would probably be for the best," he decided, nodding a little. "Lead on?"

Looking at maps would beat the hell out of dwelling on daddy issues any day of the week.