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Post by DM Private P on Jan 17, 2023 19:36:56 GMT -5
Workers arrive to slowly pack the slumbering sorceress in blankets like a nest and carry her carefully to a covered wagon waiting outside. The wagon rolls down the streets and eventually outside of Suzail heading south. Strangely though the road is bumpy for other travelers this wagon doesn't rock or sway and rides gently down the road keeping the slumbering woman from awaking rudely.
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Post by DM Private P on Jan 19, 2023 10:54:48 GMT -5
The wooden wagon rolled past Shallybrook silently. The wheels handled the ruts of the road with ease. Somehow the driver managed to keep the vehicle from jostling the sleeping sorceress and the attendants inside. The horses pulled their burden dutifully and continued on towards Valkur's Roar. The driver consulted a well map as the approached an intersection before heading further South to Valkur's Roar. He grumbled complaints to himself and the steeds as he read the notation next to the map point and guided them west towards the village of Greatgaunt. Sighing he shook his head and checked the heavy crossbow next to him as he scanned the hills for goblins and other roaming troubles.
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Post by DM Private P on Jan 21, 2023 8:55:38 GMT -5
Halfway to Greatgaunt the driver turned south cutting a path through the hills as he checked the map repeatedly to ensure he was following the marked directions to the letter. Surprisingly it was the easiest bit of travel of the whole trip so far and didn't take long before he reached another road. Turning west onto the road he let a slow smile spread for he was almost home now. The trusty horses kept plodding along and as they reached the north/south intersection he pulled the reins to guide them south.
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Post by DM Private P on Jan 22, 2023 14:37:45 GMT -5
After crossing the Bridge of Fallen Men the horses shook their heads and their coats grew dark black and shiny. Manes flowed in the breeze and twisted black horns were suddenly revealed upon their heads. The driver relaxed a small bit as a smile grew across his face. It wasn't long before they entered the city of Proskur. Thayan guards appeared and flanked the covered wagon escorting it to the Thayan Enclave of Proskur. The wagon pulled up to a back doorway and servants were summoned to carry the slumbering sorceress inside to her specially prepared room. Guards watched the streets carefully to ensure no shenanigans occurred and after the cargo was brought inside the guards entered while the wagon and its trusty unicorns were taken to the stables.
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Post by DM Private P on Jan 23, 2023 18:56:46 GMT -5
The litter that bore the precious sleeper was brought to a room and the sorceress was carefully moved onto a silk covered down filled mattress. A red armored man directed silken veiled gnoll, goblin, and other courtesans about to ensure that Henich is properly cared for and has no desire unfulfilled upon waking. Various paintings of chromatic dragons cover the walls and small tables surround the bed with plates covered in various meats of every creature a carnivore could ask for while pixies sing soft relaxing lullabies in the shimmering canopy of the four post bed. When all has been prepared to the man's satisfaction he leaves shutting the exquisitely carved and gilded doors to the room behind him while the various courtesans play games laughing lightly enjoying their time of waiting. Some take turns braiding Henich's hair into marvelous patterns and others paint her nails with vivid eye catching colors.
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