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Originally Posted by Rae ArdGaoth Quarion looks hesitantly at the creaking carriage. "Someday I will have no use for such contraptions... but today is not that day." He sits down, clearly uncomfortable. "Will you accept our services as protectors of your goods as payment for the ride, sir human?" |
"Aye, get on already," the man says cheerfully.
"'Tis a long walk to Fallon otherwise, and it's not far out of my way. I'll be grateful for the company anyhow, it's a long ride as well!"
The back of the cart isn't the most comfortable method of travel, designed more for transporting goods than people. A couple of apples roll around in the back of the cart, which smells earthy and slightly rotten. It is, however, faster than walking, and the cart provides some small shelter from the rain, which continues at a slow drizzle.
As you pull off the cart driver turns and calls out,
"The name's Jebadiah. What're your names?"
Late in the afternoon the cart pulls up to a roadside inn, The Gilded Rose. Even with the shelter that the cart offered, the rain has soaked through everything, leaving you wet and sodden. The inn looks welcoming, you can see through an open door the heart-warming glow of a fire.
"We'll be stopping here for the night," calls the cart driver,
"Get in and get yourselves dry."
OOC: Hafrogman, that's an awesome picture of Alden on your character sheet!
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