[color=00a651][center]Malkai[/center][/color]


Malkai rode a bit ahead of the pack, using his natural tracking skills as Falchion to help them find any ambushes. His bird would soar high into the skies and get a view of the road ahead, then land back onto Malkai’s arm or staff to inform him of what it learned. He mumbled to it in Druidic, the only language that his bird understood. So far it hasn’t found any trouble, though it did find a meal in the form of a desert rat. It stood on Malkai’s staff and ate its prey while he continued to glare into the desert, waiting for prey of his own.


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[color=7ea7d8][center]Veridis Quo[/center][/color]


And so the party was off! They left the city of Sapphire and went into its countryside. It was much what one would expect living outside of the city. Rustic and somewhat poorer, though the abundance of crops and people working the field had it’s own charm. Indeed, it was through the throes of hardship that people find inspiration to make the world a better place, instead of the comforts of luxuries.


As the party moved from the city itself to the open road Veridis proposed a question for conversation. [color=7ea7d8]”So, the mage’s guild is offering quite a reward for this job. What do you all intend to use your money for? As for myself, I’ll send some of it back home to my parents, and the rest I think I’ll spend on improving my abilities.”[/color] That was to say, buying some magic items himself. A headband of charisma, perhaps an enchantment for his lute. Speaking of it, Veridis took out his instrument and strummed a song for them to listen as they traveled. Something to uplift their spirits.