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TriangleKat · 07-28-08, 11:31 AM

Apreal 16, 1435,

I threw in with a caravan heading to Port Hempstead today. I decided it was time to stop dreaming and start doing. I used the money I had put aside from the tavern to purchase supplies and the caravan master paid me with gear to help guard and my passage.

Our trip through the desert was for the most part uneventful. A wagon wheel broke about half ways and one of the older oxen was bitten by a scorpion and had to be destroyed. This meant the trip was longer than I had anticipated. For someone with not much to do this was not a problem. I made a few bow strings from some sinew and practices on the desert plants. We did scare of an ogre that wandered too close for comfort. It was fall when we finally made it to the city.

Port Hempstead sure is different than Spellgard. No explosions and far fewer elves. Halflings abound in the city and while the stories of the cobbles being made from gold are false, there does not seem to be any lack of coin here. I see shining armor and fine blades everywhere. I also see merchants and sailors plying their trades and plenty of travelers passing in an out of the many gates. I think I like it here, but there is not much to do for someone like me. I heard a rumor that the city pays to have rats cleaned out of the sewers. Even I can hit a rat.

I think.

07-28-08, 11:31 AM	#1
TriangleKat Goblin Welp Join Date: Oct 2005 Posts: 17 Thanks: 0 Thanked 0 Times in 0 Posts	The Path an Arrow Takes: Bits and Pieces Apreal 16, 1435, I threw in with a caravan heading to Port Hempstead today. I decided it was time to stop dreaming and start doing. I used the money I had put aside from the tavern to purchase supplies and the caravan master paid me with gear to help guard and my passage. Our trip through the desert was for the most part uneventful. A wagon wheel broke about half ways and one of the older oxen was bitten by a scorpion and had to be destroyed. This meant the trip was longer than I had anticipated. For someone with not much to do this was not a problem. I made a few bow strings from some sinew and practices on the desert plants. We did scare of an ogre that wandered too close for comfort. It was fall when we finally made it to the city. Port Hempstead sure is different than Spellgard. No explosions and far fewer elves. Halflings abound in the city and while the stories of the cobbles being made from gold are false, there does not seem to be any lack of coin here. I see shining armor and fine blades everywhere. I also see merchants and sailors plying their trades and plenty of travelers passing in an out of the many gates. I think I like it here, but there is not much to do for someone like me. I heard a rumor that the city pays to have rats cleaned out of the sewers. Even I can hit a rat. I think.