Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140119161015

(I would imagine they wouldn't be. Under normal circumstances, I would've had them teleport ahead to a city, but I have a feeling that wouldn't be a good idea in Hammerfell.)

Jack nodded and grabbed another knapsack, hurling the mostly useless contents of the previous bag over the side of the carriage before sifting through the next.

Makoru reached out and put his hand upon the scroll, which glowed with a blue light under his palm. Within seconds, they disappeared with the customary thunderclap and flash of light. They reappeared in a strange landscape of rolling foothills with sparse vegatation, and Makoru felt a pang of fear when he recognized his homeland. He had no desire to be in Hammerfell any longer than was needed. He turned his attention to discover a carriage rolling off in the distance, and instantly recognized Jack rummaging through a sack of what was most likely stolen goods.

"Jack! Stop the carriage! JACK!" he screamed, running for the carriage. Jack, being the oblivious sort he was whenever he was needed, payed no heed to the pursuing werewolf, still poking through the contents of the sack.