The elder was indeed taking a soothing bath in a wooden tube that had been painstakingly polished and taken with fresh water. Nude as he was no detail went unwarranted for the busty Tiefling. Truth be told she hadn't been on the best impressions with the Elder Korianthal because of those questions which were a touch baffling and a bit too disturbing for his tastes. As such he did give her a wider berth after a while however he was unawares that she was at the moment peeping upon him. He was well her elder but he still had the body of a young man. A healthy young man and as such she had plenty of details to take in of his slender form. The night had been very eventful to say the least and his people had enjoyed the festivities the caravan provided but even more so the food would keep them in good spirits for a while.<br/><br/>For the four heroes, each of them would be given small blessings in the terms of strong horses with a weeks worth of oats for them to be fed. Each one rode out with the sunrise behind them and the hopes of these elves with them. They had plenty of time for hunting as they moved through the woodlands of Wispoak to the borders of Edenia. They would have their venison, and wild vegetables to tide them over compliments of opportunity and Alisandra's efforts. The young Dragonborn would feel in her heart that Bahamut was with them as they venture towards their destination. Amerynth would feel the cold metal of silver against her breasts, one that used to belong to the Elder. A gift from her mentor in his hopes to keep her safe and as a small reminder of her home. Tyria would also have a small memoir of her fellows in the form of a small book bound in black animal hide and treated paper. Plenty of reading material for a woman by her lonesome.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>After half's a week's travel, the party makes it's way onward the road towards the castle town of Edenia, signs of the horrible desolation are made clear as you have sighted a wrecked caravan up ahead. The signs of conflict are everywhere as bodies of the guards have been laid upon pikes as warnings of the folly of resistance. Everything looks to have been sacked as the wagons have been toppled and the wheels destroyed. Fortunately nothing is on fire. Not anymore at least. There were evidence of burns to the wood of the wagon that had been hastily put out. There were two trees that had been cut down laid upon the road. Remnants of the trap that these bandits had sprung. What would they do though?<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">DM's Dice Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-09-06 20:21:32, Laughing Hyena (uid: 10552) rolls: 1d20 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=64217)</div></div>