Bruynzeel
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The wind had picked up just a hair and changed direction now flowing off the foot hills plains to their west. The tops of cumulonimbus just starting to anvil on the western horizon. It being near midday now, he drinks of the tea and offers her the bag. "I think your right just as it hits dusk we are going to get soaked. I should mention that to the leaders so we can make camp before the storm." As he starts to walk away toward the front and the wagonhead. He decides to stay a moment and remarks "You very intuitive aren't you, so you have probably guessed at some deeper secrets in my life, tomorrows question should be something harder to hide behind." And with that he quickens his pace to find the lead man.
Dro'Tasec had been running caravans for almost sixty years, he bows lightly as Bruynzeel approaches. Bruynzeel bows equally. "Tasec, looks like weather coming in." "Yes Sai the tent men are a few miles ahead and are already setting up. How is my youngest littermate treating you?" Bru sighs shakes his head. "He is annoying, in his youthful exuberance he forgets my privacy requirements. But he will be okay." "He is a fool, even thinks he can do magic. I am still paying for injuries to a couple of guards he tricked into using one of his experiments." "I will take my leave of you to return to my companions. Fair travels Dro'Tasec."
He makes his way back toward the rear of the wagon train, playing with kits and enjoying the wonder of traveling in a large group. Some of the smaller operations had already split off on other trails heading toward trade routes in norther Cyrodil, or towards the Redguards.
As he nears Klaern he see's she is in a conversation with Ja'Zago.
The first sprinkles start to fall.
Dro'Tasec had been running caravans for almost sixty years, he bows lightly as Bruynzeel approaches. Bruynzeel bows equally. "Tasec, looks like weather coming in." "Yes Sai the tent men are a few miles ahead and are already setting up. How is my youngest littermate treating you?" Bru sighs shakes his head. "He is annoying, in his youthful exuberance he forgets my privacy requirements. But he will be okay." "He is a fool, even thinks he can do magic. I am still paying for injuries to a couple of guards he tricked into using one of his experiments." "I will take my leave of you to return to my companions. Fair travels Dro'Tasec."
He makes his way back toward the rear of the wagon train, playing with kits and enjoying the wonder of traveling in a large group. Some of the smaller operations had already split off on other trails heading toward trade routes in norther Cyrodil, or towards the Redguards.
As he nears Klaern he see's she is in a conversation with Ja'Zago.
The first sprinkles start to fall.
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