Adjantis felt a great weight lift from his shoulders, finally the journey was underway. It was a considerable moment for him, having never been given an opportunity or reason to leave the capitol city. His mind quickly glimpsed grand ideas of adventure and exploration before he focused himself on his holy purpose. This moment would be the genesis of Adjantis' great crusade.

	Without a word Adjantis strode purposefully towards the stable where the convoy was preparing. He saw soldiers and other party members preparing their horses as well as servants preparing carriages with food and other essentials for the journey. The sight reminded him of the busy kitchens of his youth where his brotherhood would spend time cooking for the poverty stricken masses of the city. Scanning the area he caught sight of a few carriages kitted with seats rather cargo straps and shelving. Taking a quick breath he humiliatingly made his way over. Without a need to travel Adjantis had never learned to ride a horse, and the thought of doing so secretly made him uncomfortable. He didn't know what it was about them, but Adjantis always kept his distance from horses whenever they were in close proximity to him.

	He took his seat on the carriage and produced his prayer book from his robe, hoping to pass the time till the carriage was ready to move.