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Message: <blockquote data-quote="silentspace" data-source="post: 1232591" data-attributes="member: 14316">You proceed on your journey.  In the rain, with the low visibility, there’s not much to look at.  You spend a lot of time looking down at the road itself.  The Trade Road was built millennia ago by the Jangis Empire.  It is part of a network of roads that tied their vast empire together.  The road you are on is simply called “The Trade Road” by the locals.  Rowyn learned the original name of the road in her studies of history, but she can’t remember it right now.  Not that it really matters, she muses.  The road is thirty feet wide, slightly higher then its surroundings, with drainage ditches on both sides.  The road surface was once made entirely of flagstone and cobblestone.  Shillen maintained the road pretty well over the centuries, but over the last couple decades it has fallen into some disrepair.  The most recent repairs have been done in a pretty ad-hoc manner.  You see gravel, sawn timbers, or even just packed earth in spots.  About an hour after the orcs pass you come upon a bridge.  In the rain, it comes up on you pretty unexpectedly.  It is the Rillathane Bridge, also built by the Jangis Empire.  The Rillathane Bridge is an extraordinarily well-built, massive construction, spanning five hundred feet in a series of tiered arches.  The road bed is a continuation of the Trade Road, thirty feet wide.  The bridge is in remarkably good repair.  You peer down into the mists below the bridge, but cannot see the bottom.This is a good place for an ambush.  Luckily, Darien and members of the front guard had scouted the area well before the caravan arrived.As you are crossing the Rillathane Bridge, the rain stops.  The water slides off your hats and hoods, or your faces if you lack them, dripping off your cloaks and clothes and armor.  As the rains stop and the sun comes out your visibility improves.  You see over the sides of the bridge to the gorge two hundred feet below you.  On the bottom of the gorge is the Krin River, which is sixty feet wide.   Surrounding the river, below the bridge, is the small hamlet of Muck.  On either side of the bridge are narrow pathways leading down the cliff walls to Muck.  The pathways look too narrow for anything larger than a medium sized creature to traverse easily.Just past the Rillathane Bridge is the caravan stop.  The stop is located right next to the gorge.  A pathway leading to the bottom of the gorge, and to Muck, is here.  Unlike the previous caravan stop, this one is paved, much as the road is.  There is also a large sculpture here.  It looks like a fountain, with many stone basins at different levels.  You learn that this sculpture is a well.  The lower basins are trough-like for animals, while others are higher up, and meant for use by persons.Two figures, one an impossibly tall man, the other an impossibly tall boy, are seen behind the fountain.  As you get closer, they move out from behind the fountain.  Their movements are a bit strange.  Then as they emerge completely from behind the fountain, you see why.  Their lower bodies are that of horses.  You recognize them as centaurs.  You see that the adult centaur is wounded.</blockquote>

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