Lyra looked around at the small room the inn had provided for them. The ceilings were low, the beds were low, even the fireplace was low.
Clearly the creatures in this world were not used to people taller then 5’6. She ducked her head and crawled onto the larger of the beds, bumping her knee on the floor in the process. She sighed and closed her eyes, dropping off to sleep quickly.
After a quick breakfast consisting of runny poridge and some stew that tasted like the horse stables they were back on the road.
“Where exactly are we going?”, Lyra said in a irritated voice.
Bartemus looked at Tanner ruefully and with a sigh Tanner rummaged around for something in his satchel and pulled it out. He pointed to a small red dot on the paper and Lyra recognized it as a map.
“Here”
“Where exactly would here be?” she said snatching the map from him.
“The city of Jawkanter…” he said grabbing the map from Lyra and then inspecting it for rips.
“Why?”
“So we can find Lord Sireal, and kill him”