Waiting At The Wagon

Early Morning at the Southern Gates of Neverwinter

Ink - You are the first to arrive and a sallow faced human boy eyes you suspiciously as he sets about securing the last few items of Gundrens inventory to the cart.


The two oxen snort out clouds of mist into the cool morning air,. They sniff at the cobbled ground searching for a blade of grass to nibble on. The High Road stretches out before you, snaking its way south like a thin yellow ribbon. This will be a slow journey.

OOC : We are at four applications now so as soon as I receive character sheets from the others I will let them in to meet and greet at the cart.

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