The route south through Seattle gives you time to say goodbye to all of your favorite stripper joints, scummy bars and BTL dens as you approach the Salish border. Hopefully the DBC has been good to their word and these visas will check out, because otherwise your party will likely be arrested, tortured, and finally killed, all without giving you time to find out if you're really the father of Busty LaRoue's ugly love child. Oh well, you weren't keen on fatherhood anyway (Game master's note: in the case that the PC is actually a lesbian elf, 'motherhood' would obviously be the right noun. Isn't modern medicine great?) The border stop is a pair of low huts occupied by the sort of elves that should star in hemorrhoid cream ads, although they could probably do without the combat shotguns. One runs the SIN check briskly, pausing only long enough to ask your reason for visiting Salish-Sidhe, all the time keeping the look of painful constipation. Eventually he nods and waves the party through without another word.

The remainder of the drive in is fairly straightforward, although a little jarring. No one tries to cut you off. People respect the traffic laws. There's no sound of gun fire in response to perceived slights. Some people wave (until they realize you're of an inferior race anyway). The land is deeply forested with interspersed small towns and spacious estates. While Fortuna's estate takes some time to get to, it isn't especially hard to find, and is actually quite pleasant to take in.