Merriment in the Plains

Timestamp - Ashen Hooves camp

The celebrations went into the night over roast meat, fermented horse milk and dancing around the fire. The beating of the drums and the moving of bodies as if designed to keep the dangers that lurked beyond the light of their fire, in the dark.

Alexis - The rest of the evening is a bit awkward as the Ashen Hooves leader tries to ascertain why you refused the marriage offer if you don't have a mate. "Good offer." he tells you looking at the disappointed warrior, who is being ribbed by some of the others in the tribe in good jest. He also keeps trying to understand why you are travelling to Fang with only two men and a hair-weaver to escort you and the red hair girl. "Danger." he keeps warning.

Gonyaul - Eventually you find some time for yourself and observe how your companions are fairing. You notice that Alexis is in excelling in her role as leader maintain diplomacy with Da'aar. You see Islana trying to communicate with an older woman that glances at you on occasion with a dubious expression in her face.

Islana - Your conversation with the old woman is very restricted. You can't understand one an other for the most part even with the use of drawings. One word the woman shares with you sticks to your mind. 'Erewhon'.

Blackwolf - You learn why the tribe has been so hospitable with you. With the Sun Festival approaching the tribes of the Plains for the most part are bound to share their fires with anyone they meet in their migration journey to the North.