July 13th is overcast and mild, with a steady west wind and light rain.
You are on the road again soon after dawn.
Again, the day passes without incident. The road - and the Canabar River, for that matter - are running almost dead northeast, now.
"So how much farther do you figure the journey being, McTavish?" asks Illyana.
Humphrey also appoaches Illyana and asks her if she could teach him how to shoot a bow.
Aldarin mentions, "I think I will take my try at hunting this evening for dinner. I'm tired of trail rations."