Aubert speeds along looking over the side in the back of this pickup at the ground, he had offered to open the side of the horseless carrage for them, but for the life of him he couldn't find the handle. she showed him it opened in the back. Horselss transport was nothing new, mages abused it whenever they had the chance. so like so much of the fantastic things in this world he simply chalked it up to magic.<br/>"so where are you from anyway um... Aubert right?" Sam Raligh looked across the truck bed at him. "western planes, close to the city of Bulimar" "mhm" she thought for a moment "well if we're going to let you know everything about us, we should get somthing in turn eh?" Sam was no moron, she knew the threats that began to appear across the town were the first of many, orcs were bad enough, but with it some psycho fantasy king decided the little village made a good conquest.<br/>"Well the king's way off in Drumark fighting against his cousin in the south, who's fighting on two fronts against the king and Sultian Azarid, of course then there's the Empire of Talimar chomping at the bit to expand, and the Grummar barbarians to the north...."<br/>and this went on for a while. sam came to the conclusion the entire land was in conflict with some tribe here, or some king there, all bashing each other's heads in.<br/>still as the truck bumbled down the road towards the power plant, she was satisfied as Aubert listed off nations left and right.<br/>