Seven Saints: Azure Claw

Shaking herself out of her reverie as Warren's inquiry seems to have finally broken through to her ears, she smiles broadly. "Oh that would be a wonderful show Warren! I know just the pieces I should play for something like that too!" she says, mind already racing. "We should definitely work out the details of the show, but maybe not at this moment."

"and brazzak can do his belch thing as the finale!"

Jaylin returns to the others now with a quaint horse and cart, a beautiful light grey coated mare quietly comes to a halt beside the others.

The elf goes and pets the horse whispering to him in elvish.

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"and brazzak can do his belch thing as the finale!"

 "Ma says I ain't apposed to do that indoors no more."

The Dragonborn farmboy inspects the cart for soundness as well as making sure there are provisions for the horse.

"don't worry, we'll be outside I promise" Warren says with completely put on seriousness

"Though we might need to get you a permit... Might aswell get myself one while we're at it"

Warren starts to think about carving "WARREN WAS HERE" on the side of the cart until he catches Jaylins judging eyes

Johann looks at the cart and says, "Well let's get in and go everyone."

“Let’s go then!” 

Dar will use some bag to accomodate himslef and will study his spellbook.

“Now before we leave remember, this isn’t are stuff, don’t break anything or hurt the horse got it, and if that isn’t enough if the horse dies you’re going to make a little girl very sad” Jaylin says as he mounts the horse

The cart itself seems in good condition; no particular wear and tear so must be used sparingly. There appears to be ample room for the group to use it for travelling, with two in the driver/passenger and the other four sharing the cart itself with the feed bags.

Jaylin, with the tethering and reins, you're better off in the front of the cart to direct the horse rather than trying to seat atop it.

Kithre finds a pleasant spot in and around feed bags, happy to be travelling not on her feet.

Warren will slap himself onto the shotgun seat

The axles creak a bit as Brazzak climbs on board. He lies down and spreads his weight as evenly as possible. Grabbing a bag of feed, he slides it under his head and promptly falls asleep.

Johann pulls out a fuzzy ball that is quickly becoming familiar, and throws it by the cart.

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A jackal sits by the cart waiting. Johann tells it to follow the cart, and be on the lookout for anything hiding or approaching them.

"This is Samantha by the way."

After reading his book for a while, Dar'quilyn takes his flute out and plays a elvish tune:

(performance: 9)

Seeing that his flute should have been broken he checked it and after cleaing it he puts it back on his backpack.

"I should practice more..."

The party climb aboard the cart. It seems to hold the weight comfortably, though creaks slightly. The horse begins to follow Jaylin's direction, as she begins to head towards the East Gate.

The East Gate is one of the three major gates of Greenholden. While the smallest of the three, it still towers dozens of feet high, with the grand archway covered in intricate masonry. Ahead the group can see the guards who check people headed in and out of town (think customs officer). Today a tall and skinny human man accompanied by a quite portly dwarf appears to be whom the party are approaching to exit the city.

"hello there good sirs here to check are cart" Jaylin asks the approaching figures 

The tall guard looks at the group. "Alright, you lot?" He says in a stuffy voice. "Anythin' to declare? Cursed artefacts, magical explosives?"

The short guard looks at the ring on Jaylin's finger. "Great, more adventurers. Right, how long are ye plannin' on bein' out for?"