"Understandable," Shallow Waters replies, "we should be getting close to the hunters' camp now. Hopefully, they've been left alone, and we can hide out here until we can get a decent group of people together to actually fight this cult and their Dragonborn leader..." His voice trails off at the last comment. The two arrive just as a pair of hunters were entering a small wood cabin. Shallow Waters waves to one of them, showing some bit of friendliness to avoid any unwanted and unneeded violence. "Hello, sir, I was hoping if you two would have a couple extra cots or bedrolls for a pair of travelers. We just need a place to rest for some time, so as not to cause trouble for the residents of the city of Falkreath," he called out, "some of those cultists came into town, and we would prefer not to disturb them while they go about their duties."