Stuck On Level 1

Wyndelin scanned the horizon, debating which way to go to start searching for his brother again. He didn't think Eurus would've wandered very far north during the winter. Perhaps he'd gone south to the southern continent? He had just turned to gaze south when he saw a some what familiar form approaching. It was Aurielle, the woman who had hosted a festival some time back. He smiled lightly back at her. "Hello Aurielle, what brings you out to these parts?" He wondered if she knew Torin. He deemed it likely. If he remember correctly, Celestial and Lirim had been allies. Though, that's right, it was Valhalla now. Sometimes he wondered if he was ever going to get used to how things changed.