The caravanmaster hesitated a bit but opened a bag next to him, seeing Drescher was willing to accompany them for a bribe. "I'll give some now and more when we reach our destination, maybe along the way if we have more trouble." The three shards he held over were jagged, sharp-edged crystals of a row of different colors. Green with a shade of something blue amidst it, giving a warm, comforting feel to the touch, a black and completely strange one, feeling almost oily and slippery to the touch in a bizarre manner, its both ends sharp to the point of being wounding if held carelessly. The last one was red, with a bit of white smoke amidst all of it, giving a faint feel of something beating within it. Using such crystals took a bit of peace, solitude, and focus. The experiences were often intense enough to be addictive, though some crystals shattered after a few such uses, while a few seemed to last practically indefinitely.<br/><br/>The secrets of their creation were unknown beyond that great energy had infused with natural crystals with all the destruction free within this world.<br/><br/>"If everyone's ready then, lets get on the move!" The caravanmaster shouted, cracking a whip in the air before the tired animals, that began to pull with weary muscles, lean and worn, not properly fed either, there was feed for them in the wagons but it showed that there wasn't as much to go around as they might have needed to grow healthier.<br/><br/>Borom shouted, and Ash and Cidan got on the move besides the wagons, and the ox and the horse tried to begin to pull. People had to use what was available, but those wagons didn't move particularily fast. At least when moving into the desolate ashlands, pulling away from the direction of the hamlet to start going around it at first.<br/><br/>The wagons got on the move slowly, with Hanali and Requiem on horseback, and with the others on foot, it seemed that they would all still be moving at the speed of the carriage, at a leisurely walking phase there.