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.
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.
The morning light glinted off the top of the Epicrin gate ramparts as Carter left the city. He pulled a loose section of his silks up over his head in order to shade his eyes from the eastern sun. He raised an apple to his mouth as he began the walk south towards Sylvan, he kept an eye out for any interesting herbs or flowers as he walked, aware that one should never miss a chance to bolster their supplies.
Theron left the confines of Epicrin and began the long hike up towards Ash. Hopefully the guild city would provide him with an honest outlet for his skills for once, or maybe he could find a hunter who could properly sate the spirit in his crossbow.