Blake jumped back into the carriage, still uneasy from days past. With grog sleeping in his belly, he slept like a baby throughout the trip. At the sound of long-awaited arrival, Blake sprung out of the carriage, welcoming the warm rays of the sun...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Tell me... What this <span style="font-weight: bold">Falone</span> place like?"</span>Asked Blake's friend, burrowing from the man's left arm.<br/>"I have no ide-"<br/><br/>Their mouths spread agape. The massive feel of the city overtook their minds... Though Blake had heard of stories of cities, rumors of Falone did little justice.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"By George!"</span>Said Blake's friend once more.<span style="font-style: italic">"You Teryn are impressive in terms of architecture."</span><br/>"Yeah. You can say that again!" Blake muttered.