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Post by bloodalchemist on Nov 8, 2016 23:41:41 GMT -5
Around midday, a tall figure can be seen cresting the last hill on cormyr's side of the Thunder Peaks, making their way slowly towards the remains of a trade road through the pass. Dressed in heavy fullplate of sembian make, they stand out in contrast against the overgrown wilds. Adjusting their pack, they twitch the reigns of the large warhorse following them. The horse drags a rough sled that looks slapped together, its burden a large box shaped not unlike a coffin. With a sigh from the armored figure and a weary snort from the horse, the two continue the final stretch of their journey back to cormyr.
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