Coran descended down the Redwater Rocks, settling in at the base of the large rock formation. Nearby he could see the border to the Vericona Plains. The old homeland that was no longer theirs. He could see the wall his family had built and the green fields stretching out to the horizon. He questioned whether or not they'd ever return but perhaps it was for the best. His family had been tied to this territory long enough, it was time for them to branch out, to find new lands to add their unique touch to. Now with his strength regained Coran debated reigniting his plan to form a band. A home for his family as well as those that needed a place to call home while they looked for their forever home. He settled down to think and muse in the warm summer weather, unaware a shadow was stalking him.