**They pass by a group of craftsmen frantically hauling several wagons of materials out of the city but the hurrying duo otherwise find the journey suitably average. The craftsmen, like themselves, do not appear to desire any sort of chit-chat.**
Having spent quite some time in Sylvan doing odd jobs such as training and breaking in more mundane animals for parties both private and public, word got to Shalin that there was some kind of fire-based serpent running amok in the Epicrin area. Heading clear of Sylvan's gates, the adventurous girl conjured a green circle on the ground next to her, a giant, riding-size black rat appearing next to her and excitedly sniffing her. She pat its head before climbing aboard, headed toward the city of Epicrin.
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A mere ten days after the Mending, a young knight of Valeron and a young ranger of Eos made a discovery that would change Alara forever.
**Shalin exits the dark without delay, finding sunshine and rainbows a-plenty as she rides to Epicrin. A few people turn to look at the rat but her trip is otherwise uneventful.**
Orin leaves Greevan, making his way to Epicrin. He takes his time, meandering the whole way, and stays slightly off the road, listening intently for beasts and scanning the ground for herbs. He lets Asena and Nemea stray a little ways, but always in sight.
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Ryze Attunement Oathbreaker
In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity -Hunter S. Thompson
Theran Lord of Flames Artificer/Smith
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one -James Anthony Froude
Orin The Aslanyr Sentinel
All the sounds of this valley run together into one great echo, a song that is sung by all the spirits of this valley. Only a hunter hears it -Chaim Potok
**Orin's trip down the great road proved uneventful at first, but soon he and his companions found themselves in an ever thickening fog. Thunder began to resound, and soon after droplets of rain joined it; pitter-pattering against the trio's heads.
It was about this time that Orin stumbled upon a large inn. The sign - a multi-hued protrusion above the door that almost seemed to have been made from a rainbow's worth melted gemstones - bears what must be the place's name:**
Sighing at the incoming rain, Orin figures that its as better than hunting shelter down and enters the inn.
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In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity -Hunter S. Thompson
Theran Lord of Flames Artificer/Smith
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one -James Anthony Froude
Orin The Aslanyr Sentinel
All the sounds of this valley run together into one great echo, a song that is sung by all the spirits of this valley. Only a hunter hears it -Chaim Potok
Smiling at the mist as he exits the inn, Orin and his companions begin again on their journey to Epicrin.
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Ryze Attunement Oathbreaker
In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity -Hunter S. Thompson
Theran Lord of Flames Artificer/Smith
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one -James Anthony Froude
Orin The Aslanyr Sentinel
All the sounds of this valley run together into one great echo, a song that is sung by all the spirits of this valley. Only a hunter hears it -Chaim Potok
The ride was smooth and after a while Locke eventually drifted off to sleep. He awoke to a the caravan he was hiding in shuddering to a stop. There were a couple of thumps as the driver and navigator of his particular wagon swung themselves to the ground. Locke heard footsteps heading towards him from the front.
Gruff Man - "Eve, did you remember to pack the apples? I'm starving."
Heavily Accented Woman - "Of course my dear, they're in the back."
Instinct took over as Locke quickly aroused from his groggy state to the sounds of voices getting closer. He stealthy hid behind the crates and barrels the wagon carried, and cast the "Swathe" spell to hide himself quietly amongst the shadows to help stay out of sight.
The wagon tilted backwards slightly as the heavyset man climbed up onto the back. and threw the flap open. light flooded into rear of the wagon and the man headed towards the rear. He stopped just short of the hidden thief and began rustling through some of the barrels. Finally he let out a contented sigh and slid down right next to Locke and took a large bite of his apple. He apparently hadn't noticed the stowaway yet but at this distance the oathbreaker doubted that his spell would be enough to hide him should the man turn in his direction.
Locke's eyes quickly darted around as he quickly surveyed the innards of the wagon. His mind raced as it searched for something else to hide behind or perhaps something lying around to distract the large man.
As the man is busy taking another bite of his apple, Locke infuses a small amount of magic into his hands to grab an apple from the barrel without a sound. Though he may not be hungry, it could serve as an ample distraction if need be. As quietly as he could, he shifts his position just so that there would be something directly between them and quietly prayed that the man remained oblivious.
After a couple more bites the man got up and walked back out of the wagon. A few minutes later and the caravan jolted to a start once again. The rest of the journey was largely uneventful.
Morgan LaChance made her way out of Elexia, recent events having spurred her to make a decision she hadn't previously considered. She ushered Brave along at a reasonable pace, perfectly happy to fall into step along any caravans she might meet along the way.
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Falthor left the city of Epicrin, his job having fallen through unexpectedly. He walked steadily eastward, having heard rumours of a some sort of physical challenge in a cave near Elexia.
Riesig and Adskhan left wherever they were and headed to Sylvan. Riesig turned to Adskhan as they traveled at a brisk pace hoping to make it before the other adventure gets underway, "Thanks for those anger management techniques. Hopefully this will make me less of a scumbag."
**The fog grew thicker along the sides of the road but not upon it, the path eventually becoming a sort of foggy tunnel. At one point the duo had heard beautiful music coming from beyond the wall of fog, but assuming they pressed on they would have eventually found themselves back on a busy road to Sylvan.**
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya
Emille, Seven-Sting Dancer Shalin Nariya
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya
In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity -Hunter S. Thompson
Theran Lord of Flames Artificer/Smith
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one -James Anthony Froude
Orin The Aslanyr Sentinel
All the sounds of this valley run together into one great echo, a song that is sung by all the spirits of this valley. Only a hunter hears it -Chaim Potok
It was about this time that Orin stumbled upon a large inn. The sign - a multi-hued protrusion above the door that almost seemed to have been made from a rainbow's worth melted gemstones - bears what must be the place's name:**
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya
In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity -Hunter S. Thompson
Theran Lord of Flames Artificer/Smith
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one -James Anthony Froude
Orin The Aslanyr Sentinel
All the sounds of this valley run together into one great echo, a song that is sung by all the spirits of this valley. Only a hunter hears it -Chaim Potok
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya
In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity -Hunter S. Thompson
Theran Lord of Flames Artificer/Smith
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one -James Anthony Froude
Orin The Aslanyr Sentinel
All the sounds of this valley run together into one great echo, a song that is sung by all the spirits of this valley. Only a hunter hears it -Chaim Potok
Gruff Man - "Eve, did you remember to pack the apples? I'm starving."
Heavily Accented Woman - "Of course my dear, they're in the back."
The woman sounded amused.
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
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Falthor left the city of Epicrin, his job having fallen through unexpectedly. He walked steadily eastward, having heard rumours of a some sort of physical challenge in a cave near Elexia.
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**Whatever Falthor had eaten that morning did not sit well with him. At least the trip was merciful enough to not throw any other surprises at him.**
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Not a soul shares the duo's path and even the animals appear to have forsaken the foggy road...**
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
No, it isn't/wasn't the rare item shop.
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya