It had taken a bit of deliberation before Yuka decided to return to the lands he left. His companions were a loyal traveling band of assassins and, in the end, understood why he left, appreciating his sense of loyalty. The Thorben’s year outside of the lore had taught him more than he could imagine. He appreciated the knowledge he acquired over the years. Sometimes, he almost laughed at how he used to think that his knowledge had peaked with Ash Hervok’s tutelage, though Yuka still valued his teachings greatly.
An uncertain tightness had entered his chest when he entered the lore. Despite his desires to tell Nina that he the mission she sent him on was complete. Though he was returning without Narime in tow, he was sure that Nina would be pleased. The man was worried about how Ash would react, along with his half-siblings. After all, at this time Narime and Yuka would have been gone for years. He would not have blamed them if they gave up hope. At least they had Secret Woodlands at their backs.
The cream russet-hued man traveled at an easy pace he would be able to keep for a long period of time through the Verdant Mosses. It would be days before he reached Secret Woodlands to come to peace with his past and possibly reunite with his past. The Thorben did not know how they would react to his return. Would they already know that Broken Timber Pines had fallen? Sent another scout to the area and found that they were no longer around, along with Yuka and his mother. It was a worry that he did best to bury into the recess of his mind.