OOC: Seeing as no-one is talking, I'll push the game along.
Gathering your grogs and equipment, you prepare for your journey in the early part of summer. You say your goodbyes and are waved off by Consecratus, who gifts you with a small sack of money for your expenses, courtesy of Fengheld.
Heidi and a few others also bid you a good journey, and soon enough you find yourselves walking away from the magical vale of Durenmar and into the Black Forest itself.
The journey through towards the east is easy, especially with Thomas guiding your way. The weather is quite calm and walking beneath the giant and ancient forest is both relaxing and awe-inspiring for you, for the whole forest in tinged with a magical feel.
It is only three days before the forest begins to thin a little, and then you find yourself at Tubingen, a little river town on the Neckar. You quickly organize a ferry and begin your travel north.
Following Leo's instructions, it is only a matter of a few days travel up towards Bingen. The ferry crew leave you all alone and dark mutterings come from them periodically about bad luck and 'skip out without pay, they will..' but they make no aggressive actions.
You pass briefly through the great city of Mainz, a truly great bastion of civilization with a number of church spires reaching up to the horizon, armed soldiers on the streets, and castles lording it over you all. Having no pressing business you press on to Bingen, about twenty miles further.
The town of Bingen lies on the left bank, and seems to be quite a large town as the ferrymen gladly take your money and seem happy that you are leaving the barge. Unlike the description in the redcap letter however, it seems that a large castle has been built on the right where Rudiaria is supposed to be. It doesn't look brand new, but you can see mundane action at the docks on the other side of the river and a number of houses at the base of the castle itself.
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You are at the docks of the large town of Bingen, which is where the Rhine river and another smaller tributary break off. A number of ferry boats and even larger ships, currently rowed, are either passing by or docked at Bingen. People who look like they are the type to invite sailors in for a few drinks, prostitutes, or other things sailors might be interested in leave you well alone.
What are your plans?