Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-11457306-20140118224251

Anwen prayed that everyone was in. She cracked the whip and popped the reins. The horses, startled, took off like frightened rabbits, plowing into the guards and tearing through the gate. They were in good shape, well fed and strong from pulling heavy loads across miles of countryside. She concentrated on keeping them on the road and away from boulders and potholes.

Peri trotted out of a tunnel. "Mak!  Howya been!?" Another witch came behind her with a bowl and a mug, more slowly. Other witches stood guard, but they offered him no menace. Everyone knew who the father of the heir to the Coven was.