GRASSLANDS
The sounds of people talking and Horses, goats and wagons could be heard. The sky was a bit dim as the sun was going to hide behind the trees of the Black Timber.
But the sight that greeted them, was the Yellow-red of the sands, seeming to catch fire, so many , many miles away.
as they neared the entrance, there were dwarven guards sitting at tables made of kegs and planks.. Two Palisade grates , one inside the tunnel, one out. could be closed. and uet let bow men and crossbows cut down attackers.
Outside the Tunnel were dozens of tents.. some were easy to tell because of the gaudy colors of the sandfolk. Other were drab and browns of grasslanders and forest folk.
The Smell of Boar, beef Venison and river rat, as well as serpent and fish wafted over the area.
As Ivy and Lucy exited the tunnel, shouts of younger merchants sent to try and bring the group over to their masters...
One thing, Kree had not yet see. were a dozen or so people with chains and collars , outside the short rock wall. That protected the trade site.