Let's Mosey

Written by hnerskers

Kinzin looks over Raven’s should as he tries to interpret the map. “Wow, I see why Mignon had difficulty reading the map, a cartographer this Troll stable hand is not,” he thinks to himself. He recalls some of the landmarks from back when he was just a Blood Knight Initiate. The crudely drawn map showed a route that servants would take to get food and supplies for Bloodcraft Manor, marked by a giant tree with makeshift signs, directing them out west towards Fairbreeze Village and on to Sunsail Anchorage.
We could all sit around staring at a piece of paper all day, but I think everyone just wants to get out of here. I can't be the only one who got a weird vibe from our host, Lady Voixra. I mean she's sent a bunch of strangers on a quest to the Broken Isles without really telling us her motive. At the end of the day, stopping the vampyr threat is what matters. Blood Queen Lana’thel and the San’layn nearly succeeded in helping the Scourge and the Lich King take over Northrend.
“Let’s mosey.” He says.
“Let’s mosey?” Sev snaps back. “Couldn’t you have thought of something better to say than ‘let’s mosey’?”
“Just get on the damn camel… We’re moving out.” He says while leading Saraka, his voidstrider, out in a general west-ish direction.
As they approach a fork in the road by the tree, Kinzin sees that the supply route is narrow, just wide enough for the servants and their carts to squeeze past the band of misfits. “Well, at least we can ride single file to hide our numbers.” Kinzin blurts out, thinking he’s funny.
“All of our mounts have different footprints, that doesn’t make any sense at all.” Mignon snorts.
“He’s just mad he can’t get at any of the cows we’re going past” Sev cackles.
Mignon grumbles to himself.
Well that backfired.
At least we're on our way Sunsail and without the watchful eyes of Lady Voixra. Kinzin knows the road ahead isn’t going to be an easy one, ferocious beasts are one thing, the living dead is another. The Dead Scar lies between their party and the village. Kinzin lets out a quiet sigh to himself, contemplating whether or not they’ll pull their shit together before facing something truly pants messing.