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[ladybirdshit]

Leave the trauma forest behind and get a move on!

On to the coast! Ships! There's also a bridge! Hahah!

Which one are you gonna choose?

[ mission: once you've reached the port town discuss if you're taking the large manmade bridge or boarding a ship. it will be a two days' journey of anyway. ]

Comments

[mercyless]

[ so? at least he didn't return from the dead. nothing uncomfortable here mr. bowlegs. ]

None of your business.

[sawedoff]

[you can't faze him grumpyface]

Young love.

[mercyless]

Don't read too much into it.

[ go read a damn book dean. ]

[sawedoff]

Don't tell me it was that bad.

[books are for suckers]

[mercyless]

Wouldn't you like to know.

[ dean pls. ]

[sawedoff]

He's just shy, give him another shot.

[lmao. get it nick]

[mercyless]

[ already got it thanks. ]

Thanks for the advice, I'm sure he'll appreciate it.

[ dating tips? don't think we're back on that friendly terms yet. mich out. ]

[sawedoff]

[wiggles eyebrows at her back]

[at least someone's getting it around here]

[inenochian]

[ yes how very nice for them. ]

[ bootcrunching noises, not wingflappy, because he's walking off all that fried food. no teasing him about getting fat. ]

[sawedoff]

[yeah walk it off flabby. turns around to see him making his trudgy approach]

Hoofing it like the rest of us now?

[inenochian]

For the time being.

[ feels a bit like flexing his wings just to be a showy little shit. ]

[ but the rest of the group is in close proximity and none of them know, which is how he'd like it to stay. ]

Where next?

[sawedoff]

[gets that shifty look about him and scratches at his chin with his thumb]

Bridge a day or two's walk east.

[inenochian]

[ assesses shiftiness with a placid expression. ]

[ rests one hand on the sword pommel, glancing down at his feet before looking back up. ]

And this bridge crosses how much water?

[sawedoff]

A lot. A freakin lot of water.

[nods. yeah. nodding.]

[inenochian]

[ trying. trying very hard to maintain. ]

Of the sort typically traversed by boats.

[sawedoff]

Don't.

[inenochian]

[ pulls his top lip under his bottom lip and clears his throat. ]

[ maintaining. ]

I wasn't.

[sawedoff]

[if he has to get on one more boat he's going to vomit a river of hellfire and hatred]

So this bridge.

[yeah you... you don't.]

[inenochian]

This bridge...is particularly long, I'm assuming.

[ walking shoulder to shoulder with him now. ]

More than a day? Two?

[sawedoff]

Yeah, I'm guessing. Probably part of a trade route since it connects to a town. I bet we could hitch a ride. Or boost a carriage. Go grand theft equine.

[inenochian]

We'd need at least one large enough for human-sized merchandise. Furniture, carpets, or livestock? [ already on the logistics of how they'd get control of something suitable. ]

We should ask about what sort of town is at the other side, too.

[sawedoff]

Dude, I'm on it. I mean, they're probably just trading hubs. Fishing, that kind of crap. You have a giant bridge connecting them, that's a lot of traffic.

[what do you take him for an incompetent. slow down architect]

Easy to get in and out unnoticed, anyway. If the kids stay in line.

[when do they ever

[inenochian]

[ hey. it's shop talk, and we're riding a similar thought-train. hush your hunter-er-y-than-thou brackets. ]

...Agreed. We'll need to corral them somehow. [ squints uncomfortably at the idea of herding their group of cats. ]

They apparently work well when given very, very specific tasks, as we've just seen.

[sawedoff]

Is that the sound of you volunteering?

[smacks his chest in that brotastic hey you're great way]

Taking one for the team, Cas, that's what I like to see.

[inenochian]

[ instantaneous internal screeching. ]

[ stops short. ]