The Road Ahead
The only horse that the bullish Marengo seemed unable to dispute with remained Natasha. The black charger forever living up to her, deserved, reputation as a demon in the flesh of the horse. Harder, faster, and of seemingly a foul disposition until she was at the head of the pack... It didn't seem so much that Amelia road her as Natasha took Amelia for a ride. It didn't stop the seemingly impervious woman from laughing in delight though at these rebellions and simply pressing herself into the saddle. The freedom of the road a potent drug, it seemed, for every one of their number as they all had wanderlust worked deep into their souls.
They weren't the ruins they were looking for but the long winding imperial roads and the flag markers at each intersection, slowly claimed by grass and weed, gave a fine sense of their course and pacing. A few marks, of course, stood out as particularly interesting and far more resent declaring the ever shifting domain and territories of the howler tribes active in the region. The familiar dust clouds of their coming and going absent but one mark stood out just a little more than the others; bearing a certain stylistic familiarity to the personal seals of Alessandro's mother.
It was only as the sun set that the forward brigade settled to make camp. The rest of the caravan close enough to be seen and aided in the moment and the smoke of their cook fires twisting idly into the air as the golds and reds of a setting sun stained the sky.
The busy work of setting camp seemed to dampen the carefree spirits of the guildsmen as they were forced to contend with the mundane. Their horses, meanwhile, seemed happy for the break in the ride. The familiar sounds of Amelia's barked orders and a cursing fit as she was head butted by Natasha. With everyone set to task, it left Alessandro to his devices; either more drawing for some of the characters of the company such as Amelia, Leon, or Casca or to explore their surroundings just a little more. A network of caves, after all, had been worked into a hill they passed and there was no doubt trinkets and artifacts of bygone wonders to be found in the field as souvenir.
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