Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20150827204258/@comment-24736819-20151015062040

It shook quite a bit and Arlowe ended up waking up before they arrived at their destination. The Vul was completely exhausted, destroyed and still pretty close to dying.

Yet, he was able to open up his eyes and see he was riding inside a closed carriage. It was dark and it seemed to be owned by a very wealthy person, seeing that the inner parts of the carriage were detailed in gold, silver and silk. The Vul attempted to raise his head a bit, so he could see better, but the pain was too much.

"Ah, you are awake...Too bad.", a familiar voice said. Arlowe heard the footsteps of the person approaching and soon he realized who was his host, a bald mercenary with a thick beard, "Hello, Vul."

"I say we take this chance and restart at the Marsh. The younglings need our guidance and we shall provide it.", Gold nodded in agreement.

"To a New Beginning, Alof."