<div class="floatright">(http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i163/notdesirable1989/avatars4others/2-1012201F3302.jpg)</div><strong>Next Morning</strong><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=158504.msg7458248#msg7458248">Quote from: Chajesdad on 30-12-2012, 07:48:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">*THE NEXT MORNING*<br/><br/>Imara walked at the fore of a small massing of peoples and other things. There was of course Witness and Pine, walking close by her. Witness just a step behind and to the right, Pine a step to his left. Six or so paces behind followed Vedaa, two armored guards, a pair of spiders the size of ponies, and a demoness. All but the spiders wore matching cloaks of white with golden trim, the cloaks covered  most of their form, with the minor exceptions of sandalled feet, bows and daiklave.<br/>     "Sky, we come as bidden." Imara bows her head in deferrence to the first to show. "I wondered if Master Pine would be able to travel with you, it seems that he chooses not to travel with my brother's... companions. Vedaa is also familiar with the Stormwind Rider spell, and any who need to travel with us of course are welcome, though the company is diverse."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"We have enough room for everyone," Sky said, nodding in return but looking at Imara's eyes with a bit of concern.  "It's good to know that more than one person knows the spell, though.  If need be, we can split off into two groups or allow Zain a chance to rest."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=158504.msg7458569#msg7458569">Quote from: Muse on 30-12-2012, 09:32:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Next Morning<br/>Zain</strong></span><br/><br/>   Zain whistled cheerfully as he strode out to the gates, not carrying much more than he’d appeared with at the festivities.  The dragon king’s lips didn’t allow him to whistle in the human fashion, whereas a human whistling through their teeth could usually manage—at best—a shrill blast, Zain managed cheery music.  <br/><br/>   “Good morning, everyone.  I hope you enjoyed yourselves last night.”  He crouched and took his ease while he waited for the others to arrive, though he did offer, “We’ll want to get a good ways from civilization before I cast this spell.  Besides drawing attention, a Stormwind Rider as big as we will need could knock open windows, throw dishes around, and damage crops.”  <br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"It's 30 miles to the statues and various inns and teahouses wait on the roads, but crops dot pretty much the surrounding countryside.  We don't want to spend two full days walking, so perhaps we should take the Yellow River until we leave civilization.  Failing that, we pass through the valleys with swamp rice and people can drop bits of money as compensation as we go."