After a exciting and completely tedious as all hell trip through the woods and towards more tedium and stark raving madness brought on by the lack of things to do on the road coupled with the sudden running out of booze while on the trip. Granted the paladin does not drink, but that doesn't stop the two of you from boozing it up right in front of him.<br/><br/>Traveling through what can only be described as the most boring landscape known to mankind, with it just being farmlands with more woods and more farmland and to sprinkle it in, more farmland. The last time any of you saw civilization was a scanty collection of farmhouses bundled together not 2 days ago. While the families there were more then eager to get news of the last decade from travelers, the paladin's sudden interest in sharing his holy seed with their daughters led to a rather hasty retreat.<br/><br/>One has to wonder why there is even a road in the first place while you are heading southeast, as this just has to go somewhere interesting! Or more ever, what country are you guys in? The map you have of this region ended 300 miles ago with the edge of the map with just an arrow pointing towards "The Farmlands." This area of the kingdom is so boring and tedious that map makers cannot even be bothered to chart it.<br/><br/>Just about when you are ready to kill the paladin to get in some entertainment, some more farmhouses prop into view out of the woods. With plenty of recently harvested wheat fields and rolling plains of more farmlands. A rather curious lack of people, as you travel down the road with your wagon and horse. Having picked up some interesting trinkets along your mercenary work and killing baddies and the occasional irate father of a recently deflowered farmgirl.<br/><br/>Traveling a few more miles brings you to the town proper, with proper stone buildings sprinkled in with no wall or such. A river traveling alongside the north end of the village, as you pass over the bridge and past the Mill. Soon enough the reason why the peasants are all off from the fields is how most of the work is done and they are already busy getting drunk and enjoying themselves. Riding into the square as you can see a giant statue of a wolf made out of straw and wheat, as it is towering over the dozens of kegs of ale.<br/><br/>Everyone is enjoying themselves too much to notice you right away, all besides 3 sober looking people in extra shiny armor. They are quite separate from the regular folks, as they come stomping over to you and your cart. The woman in the group is clearly the leader, with her shiny breastplate and emblems. Taking a hard glare over all three of you and the horse, checking for any evil residue. Finally giving you all a gruff of acceptance before speaking.<br/><br/><strong>"Best be ware of this town travelers. Heathens, all of them. Leave these simple folk alone for a few decades and they lose The Way..." </strong>Mumbling to herself about needing reinforcement to burn this town to the ground, before fluffing her cape and going back to watching the town for any demonic intrusions. Her bodyguards giving you all some more leers before following suit.<br/><br/>Before you can snap back at the woman, one of the most fattest men you've ever seen comes bouncing over and slaps Torhan so hard on the shoulder as to literally make him do a double spit take. Letting out a jolly and very drunk laugh over the sight of those religious nuts,<strong>"OH don't you mind those prudes! Welcome to Pelsoe, the biggest town within 400 miles of anywhere! Which is nowhere in this part of the kingdom! *Another very drunk laugh.* Let some of my men take care of your horse, that way you can get in on the harvest festival! The more the merrier, especially when it comes to food!"</strong><br/><br/>Yelling at a teenage boy, as he jumps to attention to come over and start taking care of your horse and tack and your cart.<br/><br/><br/><br/>