Chapter 501: 503: Outsiders

He really couldn't shake these people off. After the caravan stopped for the evening at the foot of some hills, Damon sat under a tree with a raven and a squirrel sleeping lazily on his head.

They had been out scouting from the air all day. This was his normal group - except, for whatever reason, the group of eccentrics decided they wanted to sit with him.

"Why do I always attract the odd ones."