No opportunity of rest would be afforded, even immediately after the encounter with the uncanny beast of unknown origin. Horns removed, we traveled with hope of reaching civilization after all my delicate eyes have seen, though worsen with recognition of everything associated from magic stripping the memories and knowledge of this world and its people familiar to us all. Emerging in our line of sight was farmlands, typically proof that it was within the realm of prospective meetings with civilization soon. My guards attempted subterfuge but to no success, though it confirmed a friendly face in the form of a farmer who we later learned was named Harold.
A treasure of insight or at least that was my initial thought until conversation reminded me they were isolated simpletons. Though two confirmations were made; the town we seek was not too far along, however most alluring was hearing about a wizard causing distress. Hearing such a term was associated with spellcraft and whatnot definitely perked my interest though wandering there was not suggested. It was clearer just based on his words that the bull creature called a Taurus was the abomination we fought. In hindsight my decision caused issues for after a day or two I risked my kingdom’s longevity traveling at night just for the ideal encounter with a bed. It also demonstrated most of my present company lacked spines as well.
Ambushed in the darkness, arrows pierced through Arianna. She was morally wounded from the sneak attack from afar while the rest of us receiving minor scratches. We had a chance, but survival was more paramount for my guard’s sake and naturally not to add further graves on the list. My honeyed words convinced them to have us live, dropping our coinage or to their knowledge. I know skewering them was a plan for the future. Forced to camp in the road I awaited for them to catch us. I was berated, though the old man warranted hostile words for people not responsible. Nonetheless I went with the Dwarven knight Dorek into our destination. I expected more, but was excessively happy nonetheless for reaching it. Finding a church would be an educational lesson for later, that acolyte telling me of the Silver Unicorn Ceselia. Unfortunately I had to interrupt her pressed on time , yet learning they help her thrilled my heart.
We returned with no time to search for the Constable, one who later based on conversing with the farmer the following day mentioned searching for those bandits. Needless to state it all, he allowed us to use his wagon. Possessing enough horses we left while Dommoki tended to her. Sirion and Dorek had adventures in the town I care little about. Though some issues arised we finally made it there. With enough spreading about the wizards, mention of the bandits and the intent to learn more, we were going to take advantage of the area for a while.