Having searched for William for a weekend and nay finding him, I set out again when I hear nay a word about him. Early in the morning with both myne horses fully packed with camping/medical/cooking gear, I head out alone this time. Cringing as I know Kyle wilt twists his knickers if he knew. But he knows when myne mind is set, nothing stops me. I know stubborn yet independent Wench I am.
I must find him and bring myne Love home. Reaching an area that look barely used except by deer. I slip from the saddle and look around. Leading the horses onto the path and in a ways, I discover a few hairs on a tree branch. Frowning I notice it's too tall for a deer to leave hair on. I sniff the hairs and myne eyes go wide. Sandlewood scent. It's William's hair....I plow thru the path and hope to find more signs of his passing this way.