Aug 6, 2022
“This carriage is running fare to Eternity Palace and the surrounding market. Anywhere else and I’m gonna need double the shillings. You don’t like it, find another coachman.” That was the thing, there weren’t any other coachmen in Higher Avalon. None that were worth their salt, anyways. Impatient, Jacob readjusted his grip on the reins as Gunpowder softly snorted, almost in synch with his owner. “You taking the ride or not?”
