Digger walked through the Hisil heading toward the bridge. His newest brand glowing brightly on his flesh. He wore a his dedicated gear, including the leather cut of the crusaders. This was gonna be a interesting experience, talking to a twisted bridge spirit. He had a bunch of ideas for how this was gonna work. He wanted to talk to the bridge, and the spirits around it in order to try to get them on his side.
He also hoped he could pick up a stray pure for some... questioning. But one thing at a time, so the Alpha continued through the fog of the shadow. He looked to his pack and made sure they are all ready for this little experience. He was going to be leaning on each of them for there personal skills, but he had no doubt that his people would do there best.