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Chapter 3 by Regin34 Regin34

Did something interesting happen on the way?

Pleasant ask for help. (Tipical)

Day came sunny, and warm. Khala lead the party on her small horse, riding next to Ariane and Mira. There was not a single cloud in the sky, making the suns rays to shine at full power, causing Mira to overheat in her armor. Metal and gambeson may protect well against the most dangrous of foes, but they lack the ability to circulate air throughout the users body, the sun felt like a bakery. With closed doors and windows." Say human warriores, mor to herself, than to others, but Ariane didn't miss possibility. She in her dress feel great and freesh, and simply spell making her back nice cold.

"Uff... Some rain or even a breeze would be nice. Is that asking for too much? " Says the human warrioress, more to herself, than to the others. But Ariane wasn't as affected by the heat, with her dress making her feel great and fresh, along with a simple spell making her back nice and cold.

"You know... I could use a spell to bring rain but... Magic isn't that simple, it needs to be used with wisdom and cunning." The elf says innocently. But Mira knows her too well to fall for that, not to mention that the party was leaving the open fields, as they entered the forest road. With some shade, maybe the warrioress will have some relief, if only her armor wasn't also warm from sun.

"If you say so." Mira answered shortly, not taking the challenge Ariane threw at her. It was too hot to argue for the warrioress, who was dreaming of jumping into some cool water, even in the river. Ariane wanted to tease her rival even more, but their leader Khale, raised her hand to shut them up.

"Someone is up ahead. I saw their fresh tracks." In that moment, the party stopped chatting, and focused on road. Mira made sure that her sword was unsheated, as she took the lead.

Indeed, up ahead was someone. A wagon full of wood, tools and other things typical for a wood-cutter. The back wheel of the wagon was stuck in the mud. Two young men, wearing common clothes, used one horse as they tried to pull out the wagon. One of them noticed party and waved to them.

" Good morning travelers! Could you help us with our problem? We had some bad luck to get stuck in here, when we still have wood to be delivered to sawmill."

Party will help?

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