Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20140430020817/@comment-6006054-20140503025614

About a day had passed since the horse break. Nahlgaaf and his hirelings were only a few hours away from the College of Whispers.

He darted through the brush, keeping pace with the slow moving cart. His comrades did the same. None of the targets had noticed them, and they had been following the cart for the last fifteen minutes.