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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 3584922" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Grains of Sand - Part 3: Well, It’s About Time…</strong></p><p></p><p>By the third day of travel, the green hills of Balantica had given way to the rocky badlands of Abessios. The Forsaken Wastes were a pale blanket to the north of the road and the constant hot wind blowing from that direction was gritty with sand and heavy with the smell of salt. The road wound among weathered rock formations and through rugged valleys.</p><p></p><p>“Perfect terrain for an ambush,” said Vlad.</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė shielded her eyes. “Varus agrees with you. He just gave the signal.”</p><p></p><p>“Get ready,” said Quintus. </p><p></p><p>About ten minutes later, the caravan ground to a halt. They couldn’t see anything beyond the caravan due to the wagons and the dust, but a loud voice echoed back down the canyon, shouting in broken Low Coryani. “You stop! This Salt Devil land. You no bring wagons here! We keep wagons and horses. You leave or you die!”</p><p></p><p>“So articulate,” said Ilmarė. </p><p></p><p>As he spoke, a multitude of hobgoblin archers appeared on the ridges to either side of the caravan. There were perhaps two-dozen hobgoblins on each ridge, each with an arrow nocked and ready to fire. </p><p></p><p>Kham lifted his pistols, one in each hand. “So…what are we waiting for?”</p><p></p><p>The caravan workers began to get down from their wagons. </p><p></p><p>“We have to follow where they take the caravan,” said Quintus. “So long as they do not harm them, we can afford to wait.”</p><p></p><p>The caravan workers left the wagons and started walking back towards Manteii, unmolested by the hobgoblins. Then the entire caravan disappeared in a globe of blackness.</p><p></p><p>“Whoa,” said Vlad. “Maybe we should investigate.”</p><p></p><p>Quintus put one hand out. “Hold.”</p><p></p><p>Led by the hobgoblins, the caravan slowly rode out of the canyon and into the Forsaken Wastes. </p><p></p><p>“Now we follow,” said Quintus.</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė’s companions didn’t notice her grimace as she clucked her mount further into the boundaries of the Wastes.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 3584922, member: 3285"] [b]Grains of Sand - Part 3: Well, It’s About Time…[/b] By the third day of travel, the green hills of Balantica had given way to the rocky badlands of Abessios. The Forsaken Wastes were a pale blanket to the north of the road and the constant hot wind blowing from that direction was gritty with sand and heavy with the smell of salt. The road wound among weathered rock formations and through rugged valleys. “Perfect terrain for an ambush,” said Vlad. Ilmarė shielded her eyes. “Varus agrees with you. He just gave the signal.” “Get ready,” said Quintus. About ten minutes later, the caravan ground to a halt. They couldn’t see anything beyond the caravan due to the wagons and the dust, but a loud voice echoed back down the canyon, shouting in broken Low Coryani. “You stop! This Salt Devil land. You no bring wagons here! We keep wagons and horses. You leave or you die!” “So articulate,” said Ilmarė. As he spoke, a multitude of hobgoblin archers appeared on the ridges to either side of the caravan. There were perhaps two-dozen hobgoblins on each ridge, each with an arrow nocked and ready to fire. Kham lifted his pistols, one in each hand. “So…what are we waiting for?” The caravan workers began to get down from their wagons. “We have to follow where they take the caravan,” said Quintus. “So long as they do not harm them, we can afford to wait.” The caravan workers left the wagons and started walking back towards Manteii, unmolested by the hobgoblins. Then the entire caravan disappeared in a globe of blackness. “Whoa,” said Vlad. “Maybe we should investigate.” Quintus put one hand out. “Hold.” Led by the hobgoblins, the caravan slowly rode out of the canyon and into the Forsaken Wastes. “Now we follow,” said Quintus. Ilmarė’s companions didn’t notice her grimace as she clucked her mount further into the boundaries of the Wastes. [/QUOTE]
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