The party finds itself walking down the mucky roads of the Empire. The ragtag group had formed some weeks back under the shared goal of reaching Altdorf in hopes of finding profitable work. or perhaps gain some renown for their deeds. A lofty goal that was just vague enough to be 'completed' whenever the soul decided it had had enough.
Still, that was two weeks ago. The weariness of the road was beginning to set in with the group that had, unfortunately, grossly underestimated the capitol was from the rainy town of Delbrim. The uncertainty of the road and the constant fear of what could be watching was a heavy burden on the mind that was dulled only by the constant clatter of the supplies on your backs.
The sun was beginning to go down, taking the slight heat of the Jahrdrung day with it. The nights have been bitter cold lately, so it was best to start setting up camp and a fire...
Until you see it in the distance. A building! A few buildings even! A small encampment with stone buildings and a shoddy wall. It looks like a coaching in! The idea of a bed, warm food, and possibly a ride to Altdorf sounds like a blessing from the gods at this point.
OOC You can choose wither or not you know one another well or not.
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