Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20170424191044/@comment-26444332-20170511230553

Azarias responds while Dolenus discovers evening drawing on.

'Continue, for a little while,' he says before somehow managing to extricate himself from Jaukoehai's grasp. 'We'll reach the end of the line in a few hours; we'll be there by tomorrow morning. You had better get some rest.'

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As the sunlight breaks over the tops of the hills that strech away to the north, they find themselves stepping off the locomotive's platform and into a small village, in decidedly worse shape than the previous ones. Here, the landscape is drastically different: ash and dust, not grass, forms the majority of the surface of the earth. The houses are cold and grey, and everyone from high to low has the same dark smudges on their skin, the same lifeless looks in their eyes, and the same guarded expressions.

'We're a long way from the centre of Solaria, so don't let this surprise you,' Azarias says, one arm wrapped around Jaukoehai's shoulder and neck, instead of being slung over him like baggage on a mule (earlier that morning, everyone had woken to the sight of Jaukoehai being threatened with being "terminated with maximum amount of pain" if he tried that method again). He gestures to the road before them. 'My master's castle is very deep into the hills; however, I know a shortcut.'