Ranes, Riding to the rescue! Or something like that
Ranes cursed under his breath. And he knew more than his fair share of curses. He had to track Gorrmund's trail after the Nord had left, alone. So much for travel-companions and safety in numbers, he thought as his horse pushed onward through the snow. "Hopefully he didn't get in trouble..."
The trail eventually led Ranes closer to the cave. And he could easily see someone outside the cave. And the door the cave was ajar. He though for a moment the man might have just left it, but he was looking rather sneaky, wasn't exactly walking away from the cave. Still, he might know something.
"Uh, Hello there sir!" he called he rode up.