We made good on our word and we visited Floran's creator, Trégrasgætir, in the woods north of Sudrynster. While we were there we spoke about what we all had learned and were regaled a tale from the Forest Spirit's memories of the times before gods. We also helped to cook the mammoth that the spirit hunted for our celebratory dinner as we celebrated Floran's birthday. While we camped we discussed how we wanted to move to Albhefair to speak with Yonaton and to explore the abandoned wizard's home. We thanked the spirit for its time and for its hospitality as we spent the night before marching for Hanamura. On our way there we crossed the dragon we felled and I recovered its head to share with the Lord of Kraberkai. We then reached Hanamura where we stayed at the inn for two days to wait out the blizzard. After stocking up on rations, we moved out and made our way to Kraberkai. On the second day of travel I noticed strange noises of a pack following us. We made plans for a pincer attack and took down six lizard folk, and we managed to survive. I was surprised at how helpful the new glaive was; it was smoother than I had expected.