The only dangerous thing that would come close to them during the flight would be a chimera, scouting for the Horde, many miles from its base, and, even then, only at a great distance. It'd be a very simple matter to adjust its focus for a few seconds, at almost any time, and prevent the encounter.<br/><br/>Otherwise, their trip passes uneventfully, as they're heading far to the west of the main forces of the horde, and, because of the speed of their mounts, what would have been a three day journey on horseback, is accomplished in a single, long day, and they reach the walls of the city of Brindol shortly after dark.<br/><br/>The city is almost completely surrounded by a twenty-foot-high wall of stone.The only stretch not protected in this way is the section along the river that marks the city's northern boundary. Two bridges cross the Elsir and connect the city with the river's far bank. The highest point in town is a hill nestled in the southeaster quadrant. A large, well-built keep of stone surmounts this hill its majestic towers rivaled by the presence of a nearby cathedral.<br/><br/>The city seems is quite active and busy; word has reached them of the impending war, and those with skill at arms are arming themselves, and those without are packing their belongings and fleeing further west, until the time to return. If ever.