(Hm. Okay then, thank you ^.^)

Numbat chuckles as you head to the outskirts of Flintswood. "It's a dwarf town, you generally never are."

Shootingstar nods again at your question as he trots alongside you.

It doesn't take long to get out of town - it's not all that big. You pass miners on the way, returning from the underground with weary faces and slow footsteps.

Do you wish to set up camp and skip time until the morning, or are there other actions you wish to make?

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=181#1801 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 1/3/2021 at 11:48 AM (Hm. Okay then, thank you ^.^) Numbat chuckles as you head to the outskirts of Flintswood. "It's a dwarf town, you generally never are." Shootingstar nods again at your question as he trots alongside you. It doesn't take long to get out of town - it's not all that big. You pass miners on the way, returning from the underground with weary faces and slow footsteps. Do you wish to set up camp and skip time until the morning, or are there other actions you wish to make?

(Please skip)

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=180#1793 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 1/3/2021 at 10:41 AM Brazentalons' wings stretch out to either side as he crouches and starts loping forwards. He launches into the sky, flapping furiously to gain lift before the two of you are high above the tree canopy of the forests. Do you wish to fast travel toward the Adenturer's Crossroads until nightfall?

Yep.

Nicote looks around. "Theres gotta be tracjks or something. I think we were heading west from Adventurers crossroads, just not wuit esur ehow far along we were."

You set up camp on the outskirts of Flintswood and the night passes by uneventfully.

In the morning, Crimson wakes you by butting into your side with her head.

"Wake uuuuup!" she yowls. "Let's go to the mountains! Shootingstar told me about snow, let's go and see the snow! I'm SO EXCITED!"

She careens out the tent before rushing right back in again, full of energy. She plonks down, fidgeting furiously. "Can I get something to eat before we go, please?" Her tail wags as she gives you the wide-eyed, pleading face.

You feel hungry

By the time the sun dips to the horizon Brazentalons is exhausted, having taken a couple of breaks across the day to rest his wings. He lands, gracelessly, on the Adventurer's Road, collapsing where he careened to a halt.

"Oh, I'm hungry and tired. Mostly tired," he sighs, letting his wings flop to his sides. "I reckon we're over the halfway mark. We should get there tomorrow, but not if I don't get a good night's rest."

Upon further inspection, you find signs of disturbed snow on the southern side of the Adventurer's Road, a little ways along toward the west from the wrecked cart. It looks like many footsteps and perhaps a couple of ditches where wheels would have run.

"Probably this way. What else could it be?" Nicote saya aloud. "Guess we're heaidng southwest."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=181#1805 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 1/3/2021 at 12:05 PM You set up camp on the outskirts of Flintswood and the night passes by uneventfully. In the morning, Crimson wakes you by butting into your side with her head. "Wake uuuuup!" she yowls. "Let's go to the mountains! Shootingstar told me about snow, let's go and see the snow! I'm SO EXCITED!" She careens out the tent before rushing right back in again, full of energy. She plonks down, fidgeting furiously. "Can I get something to eat before we go, please?" Her tail wags as she gives you the wide-eyed, pleading face. You feel hungry

Asteria quickly covers her ears against the noise of Crimson's howl, "Sit down and I'll give you all a piece of chillfest pud. It's what I have. On the way though we need to hunt to replenish our food supply. I'm excited too."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=181#1806 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 1/3/2021 at 12:10 PM By the time the sun dips to the horizon Brazentalons is exhausted, having taken a couple of breaks across the day to rest his wings. He lands, gracelessly, on the Adventurer's Road, collapsing where he careened to a halt. "Oh, I'm hungry and tired. Mostly tired," he sighs, letting his wings flop to his sides. "I reckon we're over the halfway mark. We should get there tomorrow, but not if I don't get a good night's rest."

"I hope you won't have to exhaust yourself again," I say as I open up a griffin feed packet for him. "If you need more, tell me. I'm gonna go set up a fire." I either chop some tree branches or gather dry grass.

(Are we in the grasslands or forest?)