Chlainn Vacrolann lead his laden horse through the thick heather, the trail was hard to pick out in the early morning light but this was the way the shepherds had indicated and he did see sign that folk regularly passed this way...but not in numbers.

Usopis dog ran up beside him, and Chlainn looked across at it and its tall master who walked beside him.

..............

Their bellies full of pease pottage and small beer they breathed in the crisp...more southern folk would say freezing...morning air and regarded the misty mountains they walked through.

Ahead the pass dipped between two great granite cliffs and they saw smoke drifting up from a small lean-to there...though no sign of an occupant from this distance.

Usopi grinned as he walked along, full more of pease pottage than small beer, as he felt any alcoholic beverages had the potential to cloud the mind and lead to the temptations of sin. His late mentor had certainly seemed to sin more often when he'd consumed such drinks. Usopi gazed about the Pagan mountains and marveled at the beauty of the mist and the cold rock.

"Ah the splendor of the lord's creation is a glorious thing, Ser Vacrolann." he mused loudly before taking a deep breath and filling his lungs with air, "We must surely be looked upon with favour to know such a sight."

The large knight seemed oblivious to the plume of smoke they were approaching, though in truth he felt there was little reason to point it out, as their path would bring them upon it in due course, and if there were no civilians in sight anything lost would simply be the earthly trinkets of man.
This message was lightly edited by the GM at 22:01, Fri 15 Sept 2017.

In reply to Usopi Venia (msg # 2):

Chlainn managed to get a lot of drinks, one way or the other, and as usual the faint smell of alcohol on his breath could be detected, especially when he turned to talk to you.

He was steadying his horse.  Quite talkative as usual...

"Indeed.  Indeed...  Always good to sample the local fermented beverages.  See new things.  I hope we can get a drink soon."


OOC: Tipsy- (-1 ATTACK, DEFENCE, EVASION).
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