After selling the shop in Ravencoast—which the Guild helped him with—Greg Collins boarded a ship and sailed along the coast to Brunland. While traveling by ship took longer than by horse, Greg preferred not to go through the snow-laden Koldriff Mountains.
His departure from Ravencoast was a bittersweet one. On the one hand, he was glad to be done with the city itself. While this partly due to Mr. Hammerssen's threat, it was mainly because of the stench of the place. Coal dust from the factories in Ravencoast coated everything in a black, smelly grime. On the other hand, he would miss the work and his apprentice. Thomas had chosen to stay behind and help his family. While Greg understood, he was sad to lose such a promising student. If time ever allowed for it, he promised to return to check on him one day.
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