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To a Realm Forgotten
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City of Banot, Northernmost Gate
The day had come. The final preparations had been made, having spoken happily with sellers and groaned sluggishly with bureaucracy, allowing the College of Naeos to finally set its members on their way to discovery. The city, widespread as it was, had become rife with gossip and energy, as countless took to the rural skirts of the city-state limits to see these brave women on their way. Wholly stunned by the sudden turnout of city-folk, farmers had taken the opportunity to turn their homes into temporary inns and to sell their foodstuffs at slightly higher prices. The spectacle had practically become a festival.
Sitting underneath the stone arches of Banot's northernmost gate, a tall structure of pristine cobble and cut stone, was a particular carriage. Our journeyers' carriage. Two horses spearheaded the vehicle, at the time idle with nibbling at the green grass poking out from underneath the paved walkway. The carriage was particularly long, held aloft by three sets of wheels with only a hint of shocks seemingly built in.
A number of structures were built into its side, likely meant to server as some sort of surface or shelter whilst outside. The top was crammed to the edges with tied-down materials; barrels, fabrics, crates, chests. Little room was left for whatever the other journeyers thought to bring. Still, the sheer mass of stuff there was sure to dismiss fears of leaving unprepared.
A number of commonfolk had gathered round the scene, though they were held back a ways away by the vigilant guards present. Banot city law dictated that none could leave or enter the land's outer walls without a decree signed by the king or queen themselves. The College of Naeos was one of the few in recent months to receive such a thing, and so they were the only ones allowed to even near the gate. Banot walls encircled the peninsula nation to its West, North, and East, and was a relatively thin section of land, allowing for far greater patrol of the border.
This particular expedition was the second to leave Naeos in the week, following the prior venture by five days. It was unsure if they would encounter one another, but follow-ups were sent regardless to increase the presence of Banot individuals in the unexplored region.
While carriage would be taken into the unknown, travel to the carriage itself was left up to the journeyers, whether by foot or by another form of transportation. The supervisor of the 2nd North Expedition, Sochi Nimel, awaited patiently as the first to arrive at the carriage, which had been set up but hours before by collegiates staying behind.
Sochi had found a small folding chair stashed away within the carriage and situated herself on it, using the nearby wall to lean back. Head lowered, she diligently peeled an apple, likely the last one she'd find for a long while. Few food items carried were perishable, leaving little to variety. She took the chance to enjoy something sweet while she could.
With a wet crunch, she bit into the fruit and stared around the corner, looking out into the sparsely forested fields beyond the walls. The normally well-kept path quickly degraded into an overgrown grassland within a couple dozen feet, testament to the stringent rules of keeping within city limits. The grass eventually lifted upwards into a set of hills at which she could no longer look past. The skies were a light blue and the winds were gentle. She had little fear of leaving.[/tr]
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