Senses heightened, Richard cautiously stepped into the carriage. He made a note of the cheese and wine, but did nothing with either. He wasn't hungry, especially for cheese, and he didn't want to drink alcohol as he needed to keep his wits about him.<br/><br/>Reaching out with his mind he tried to connect with the aura of the driver and porter, trying to determine sex and age, as well as trying to sense any hostile or otherwise dangerous intentions from either of them.<br/><br/>Nothing else for it but to sit back and enjoy the ride. The windows had been blackened out so there was no way of knowing where he was going, so he just sat back, relaxed, and tried to judge in his head the direction and distance that the carriage was taking by its motion.