I said my goodbyes to Gethin and headed to Barnavon. I made it in good time, I knows a few shortcuts, and stopped in to see the hobnobs, Madin Brenin runs the place mostly.
He knows I'm mates with Glynn up in Lhanuch so he don't give me too much guff, but the whole place seems on edge to me. I didn't stick around too long, just enough to rest me knees and wet me whistle.
After walkin' through the Bonevales with all the buzzing flies and cackling crows it were a right sight to walk into Pren Gwydh, such a pretty spot. I headed to Galtrev and bumped into me old mate Gethin, who was as much in need of refreshment as I were.
There's no proper pub in Galtrev, but if you knows where to go... Me and Geth did a nice catchup, and I readied meself to for the hilly hike to Barnavon.
Brenin Crus