<div align="center">†††<br/><br/>Finally, the as yet unnamed (but certainly affiliated) party had a contract in hand and a destination or two in mind. The village of Oxam was closest, and another source of information, but it was a day's journey out of the way if they meant to hurry to the latest targeted village, Feradin, or any of the other, smaller villages in the area. Either way, it would be approximately a week's travel to make it to either by foot, which--judging by the equipment and gluttonous pocketing of snacks and pastries--would be the mode of transport for nearly everyone here.<br/><br/>Once the party was done eating, gathering their belongings, and seeing a couple of groups trickle out before them, they readied themselves and exited the hall....only to find themselves confronted by a floating short sword! But, alarming as the sight is, the blade did not stand tall with a readiness to strike. Instead, it hung limply as if held by a person who has no idea how to wield it. And, almost as if proving this theory, whatever held the sword aloft released it, letting it clang to the ground near Jen'mawg's feet. Then, there was silence, and there would continue to be as the mysterious force disappeared and left the party to carry on. One side of a certain deal was kept, it seemed.<br/><br/><br/>At least five other groups had been in attendance, but as the party hits the road, they notice that only one seems to be traveling toward the southeast as they are--a group that gained quite a bit of distance in their early departure. It's the quartet of drow women, who, whilst inside the hall, seemed to idly sing and chatter. Now, though, they seemed to be on a mission as they skirt off the main road and walk quickly onward, dark umbrellas shading them from the midday sun above. Then, they vanish. Quite literally.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">This spell is pretty obvious to all of you, but to learn some extra information, you can roll an Arcana check if you're proficient in it or if you know Invisibility (it does not have to be prepared).</div></div><br/><br/>The journey ahead started off as exciting as any, tapering off as the hours moved by and nothing notable happened. In time, the sight of the glittering ocean to the west blinked out of view, leaving only the plain landscape to keep them company. Yrisall was an impressive Great City, but it was also a city of imports and exports, where few farms or homes thrived even at the farthest acres it controlled outside its walls. <br/><br/>As they walked on and hours passed, manicured greenery turned to wild, unkempt life. Now, rather than ocean or city, they tread along the southern edge of a forest of towering trees, not ten minutes from finding themselves within its grasp should they decide to change course.<br/><br/>Eventually, evening falls and it comes time to camp. But where did they set up? And perhaps more importantly, who took watch, if anyone?<br/><br/><br/>⸸⸸⸸</div>