The Golden Age

[Angder]

((When can we timeskip, us 4 seem to be waiting for the next day.))

[Farewell]

((Timeskip to morning, there. Although just ask in PM next time. I'll try to make the days faster for everyone although I won't do much timeskips only when necessary))

[Tina]

(I have had trouble keeping up. So where is everyone?)

[Farewell]

((Me and red were just near the border of the village. Willow in the pub relaxing. setcho, Geoff, angder in the pub doing whatever they're doing. That's all I know))

[Tina]

(Ok)

Rose went back to the pub and continued looking for adventurers. She didn't feel safe alone and wanted someone to travel with.

[Farewell]

Zaida's eyes fluttered open laying on snow that lightly covered the floor. "Gah~" she huffed her mouth and throat dry. Feeling a little sniffs she looked seeing a fox, she pet the small pup before it licked her then pranced off playfully back out of the village possibly to its mother. Standing up she stretched. "Damn dragon" she sighed and rubbed her eyes squinting a bit from the sunlight.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray had walked back to his anvil, and hefted it onto his hip. He looked about, before thinking aloud. "Maybe I'll sell this thing, and ask my brother for assistance?" Ray shrugged, before looking for a warm place to stay, probably under a bridge or something as he had VERY little money.

[Angder]

Grunan headed downstairs, he had studied most of the night. Hopefully Setcho would be ready to accept his help now.

[Setcho]

-setcho

*walked briskly down the stairs, fully armoured and feeling better than the past day*

[The Past]

Geoffrey awoke and leaped out of bed. Setcho had asked the bartender to give him a room, and now he was well-rested and ready for the journey ahead. Whatever that was. He didn't really care. It was something to experience.
He opened his bag and changed into his mage robes. As much as he loved the look of them, he normally preferred to wear his normal clothes instead when roaming about. It was much less eye-catching, plus it was best to keep the robes from wearing down throughout his travels. Now he had a good excuse to wear them.

Geoffrey walked downstairs to meet the others.

[Setcho]

-setcho

so are you ready guys?

*opening the door*

[Angder]

"Yep. Sounds good to me. Lets go"

[The Past]

Geoffrey simply nodded and followed the group.

[Setcho]

-setcho

*hopped on his horse but kept at the same pace as the two on foot*

[Angder]

Grunan sighs, and dismisses the sketon, deep in the tombs, it turns to dust. Grunan would have to build his army another time.