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Message: <blockquote data-quote="simmo" data-source="post: 1368221" data-attributes="member: 9744">Part 1: Returning from City Barracks and Visiting the Friendly Fiendchapter 1: Back to Stonecutters Row“You'd be amazed who I had in the back of my cab the other day”, the pony cab driver began his usual banter despite the late hour. It was uncommon for the Hardheads to request a cab from the City Barracks at three past anti-peak and the driver mused on this as he told his tale of transporting some xill to the Clerks ward. Then again, he thought the three passengers he was taking to the Lower ward were also a fairly strange bunch too.The stocky dwarf wore long leather coat  and he was burdened by many scrolls and books poking out of satchels and the numerous coat pockets. The gemstone that he had set in to the front of his skullcap gave the impression to the driver that the dwarf might be a spell slinger of some kind. But perhaps it was simply some form of decoration.Next to him sat a small and attractive human woman in a long white dress with elegant swan feathers decorating the sleeves. She had quite a few items of jewelry on her person and the driver pegged her as one of those rich folk from the Lady's Ward. What her business might be in the Lower Ward at this hour was none of his business, but never the less the driver kept himself amused for some time by thinking up fantastical tales of late night clandestine meetings.Perhaps the sponsor for the journey was the third person in the cab. Sitting opposite the woman and the dwarf was a tall man with long hair and a small amount of facial hair that was slowly on its way to becoming a beard. The driver recognised him as a new comer to the city as he was practically glowing with health. The serene aura that the man exuded gave the driver a reassuring feeling that nothing would go amiss on the journey.By the end of the trip the driver had learned from their discussions of his passengers that the dwarf was called Littleby, the noblewoman was called Serena and the calm chap who seemed to be meditating through most of the ride was Malkir. When they arrived in Stonecutter's row at the end of the trip the driver was tempted to over-charge them, but a swift glance from the calm chap convinced him to ask for the normal rate of taking a journey in  pony cab through the city at very early hour of the morning.</blockquote>

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