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Paths of Legend: The Journey

Dennys returns a few minutes later with a horse, saddled and ready to go, complete with saddle bags with provisions.

Pirren takes the reins from Dennys with a smile, "Good man." The young scout beams at the praise and heads off to catch up with the other scouts, who've headed inside for chow.

Pirren hands the reins over to Estelle, "Turn the horse in to Captain Jannus, Lord Ezra's guard captain. He's in charge of the lord's security while he's at the tournaments, so you'll likely see Jannus before you see Ezra."
 

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Estelle makes the most of her attempt to mount the horse, her experience doing so limited at best, but her natural athleticism gets the better of her and it's not too terribly difficult. She makes sure everything is secure and gives a few quick pats down the neck of the horse. This was going to be a long, uncomfortable ride, and so if she could have the horse on her side, all the better.

"I thank you, Captain. I will do what you ask, the message will be delivered with all the speed me and this horse can manage." She makes a couple clicking noises, shakes the reins a bit, whistles as best as she can, any effort to move the horse, none of which immediately works. She sits all of her weight down onto the saddle and sighs, "Maybe."
 





Estelle manages well enough.

Just a couple of hours later, she finds herself approaching the stone quarries. The quarries are re-open after the zombie incident and workers are milling about. A large wagon with draft horses attached to it is getting ready to haul its load of massive stone blocks to the capital.

Perhaps its just a memory, but there's an eerie feeling in the air, as if something were out of place.
 

Looking around from atop the horse Estelle gets a little uncomfortable. She can feel eyes on her, a pretty young woman all alone, but that's not what made her feel this way. She looked at where they had their fight a few months back, to the foreman's office, to the ledge.

Things have changed much since she was here last. She knows now that the dead who walked weren't such monsters, however terrible they truly were. The real evil laid in the secrets and shadows and serpents. For a girl so young she definitely felt a lot more grown up.

She stays the reins near a quarry worker and calls out, "When did the quarry open back up?"
 

The worker grunts toward the new foreman's office, "Gerrol, we got a visitor!"

The foreman, Gerrol, a practical looking man with a stern demeanor, emerges from the office and approaches Estelle, "By the Lord's command, all visitors to this quarry are required to speak only to me. His lordship hopes to prevent another incident like the one that closed the quarries a few months ago. Now, what can I help you with?"
 

Caught off guard by the formality of this all, Estelle stammers over her first few words, "Oh, I uhh, well I just guess I was passing through on the way to Azgund and just was curious when this reopened." From atop her horse she looks past the foreman and down into the quarry below as best as she can. Almost absentmindedly she utters out, "Things were a little bit different last time I was here."
 

Into the Woods

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