TillForPie
First Post
Valharath climbs into the interior of the carriage, which has been converted into something of a meager isolation chamber. There are no benches inside, merely a pile of plush cushions and blankets. The kalashtar settles into a cross-legged position, staff laid over his lap. He shows no sign of protesting or expressing discomfort should the dromite clamber into the coach with him but perhaps inwardly hopes that their guest rides up front with Rothitash.