Haklo was pleased as the group of wanderers and mercenaries pledged their services to the cause. However he couldn't help but roll his eyes as one of the last individuals finally arrived. Instead of repeating what he said to the others he gave the rude woman who just barged in and the blonde swordsman of house Vintair a summary of what he asked of them.
"You shall all reside in my family's estate until dawn. There you shall rest up before we set off to the mountains. Follow me to the carriage" He said to them and walked through the group and towards the doors where Desol servants had the forethought to have a large carriage waiting for him and the group.
Thalen followed a few feet away from Haklo, very interested on how things would turn out. He was in second after the nobleman and sat down in the far back seat.
The carriage was made of blackened wood, polished to a clear shine and accented with gilded metal. The house emblem was engraved on both left and right side door and was traced with the same gilded metal as the accent. Four horses dragged the carriage, two dark brown ones, a grey one and a single black one with white socks. The driver was dressed in the regalia similar to a Desol Honorguard but lighter, a heavy crank crossbow ready for use behind him on top of the carriage. Two unlit lanterns dangled from the two back corners of the carriage, a candle in each of them but unlit.
---
The ride to the Desol estate was slightly bumpy but the carriage was amde well enough so that it was at least comfortable on everyone's backside.
The estate was about three hours away from the main city and surrounded by a stone wall about the height of two men and an iron gate with the family's emblem on each gateway. There were two guardsmen there, dressed somewhat similar as the coachman but slightly heavier but not as much as the honorguard that went into public with the Desol family.
The estate itself was large with three floors and seemingly an addict. The roof was tiled but it actually seemed that on each corner was a battlement as if the estate was a miniature fortress or a stylish keep. The building faced east and stables were visible on the south end side of the estate. There was a front garden and at the small courtyard of the estate was a fountain of a snake coiling around a sword.
"Lots of snakes in the family" came the thoughts of the Rath'Kár hunter as he gazed upon the estate from the window.