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(Travelling order: I call shotgun. Or crossbow as the case may be. Non-driving bench seat, the better from which to react to threats.)

Chandan

He grabbed an old spear with a spotty blade from by the door, along with his bindle of belongings.

He tied the flagons together and hung them around his body like a satchel. And with that, Chandan was ready to go.

He'll amble behind the wagon, singing softly to himself and taking frequent refreshers from his flagons.

Jaliera

She examines the wagon, the livestock and Gundren's friend with interest, considering the journey ahead. Davroar then asks a question to which she shakes her head.

Feeling she needs to be more assertive, she adds.

"I've never driven a cart before but I'd like to learn and do my share. If no-one objects, I wouldn't mind sitting up front and learning... not a bad place from which to use my bow either if we do come across any trouble."

Karok Battlehammer

He doesn't know the speed of this cart, but being in heavier armor along with weapon and shield, and of course short legs, he opts to climb into the back of the cart. He'll adjust some of the cargo so he can sit, seeing out the back as well as left and right.

[ooc: I assume getting in and out isn't a big deal, even for one so height challenged? If so, then I'll have to reconsider.]

Kriv

The Dragonborn nods approvingly as Jaliera takes the place up front beside him, and professes her desire to learn how to drive.

"Excellent idea, and here in town before we get into potential danger is the ideal time to learn. Here, take the reins: Hold steady until we're all set, then I'll talk you through getting underway, steering and stopping."

Davroar

He turns to Kallista with his eyes a little agog. It is the first time in his young life that he has spoken to a tiefling, and he does not know how to address such a person with demonic blood. Quickly finding his voice he says, "Ah, yeah, sure you can drive." Seeing Jaliera going to sit up front he says. "Perhaps we can switch later on?"

Despair

She sees Jaliera taking the reins next to Kriv and she shrugs. "No need apparently."

She glances around as everyone settles in, then back to Davroar. "I think I will walk. Not back there." She nods to where Chandan has decided to follow behind the wagon. "I really don't feel like stepping in Oxen dung. Perhaps you and I should walk up front?"

Jaliera

This is already quite exciting. This is probably the start of a lot of firsts for her on the journey, just as her mentor had suggested it might be.

She takes the reins as Kriv suggested, glancing at him to see if she is doing it correctly. She is almost 'in charge' if only for a moment and it is a novel experience for her.. another first.

Holding the reins, she looks around.

"Everyone ready?"

Davroar

"Good point", he says to Kallista. His curiosity gets the better of him as he starts walking ahead of the wagon with the tiefling, "May I ask why you also call yourself 'Despair'?"

Despair

She walks next to Davroar, a dozen or so yards ahead of the wagon, heading out of the city towards the High Road heading south.

"It is my Virtue name." She replies to Davroar's question. Realizing that likely doesn't mean anything to a non-Tiefling, she adds after a moment's pause. "Every Tielfing who is starting out in the world chooses a Virtue name. It is a word that holds a special meaning for the Tiefling."

Her voice drops off at the point, leaving unsaid whether 'Despair' is something that she feels or something she brings.

Davroar

To him 'Despair' seems to be a odd choice for a name in the context of the true definition of virtue. From her reply, it is obvious the choice is not something that is taken lightly.

"Like most, my name is given at birth. Named after a great-grandfather I never knew. 'Despair', was your choice made for what happened in your past?"

He does not mean to pry too deeply, but for someone that looks fairly young ( he is only guessing by her looks since he knows next to nothing about the lifespan of a tiefling) to choose a name that is synonymous with hopelessness is a bit concerning if it was a prescient choice.

Kriv

He conducted a quick headcount: Despair and Davroar in the van, Himself and Jaliera on the bench facing to the fore, Karok in the back watching their rear, Chandan forming their rearguard. Tuning to Jaliera, he appraised her grasp of the reins and gestured his satisfaction, then said,

"Everyone present, accounted for and in position. We'll be taking the high road south from the Southern gate. Easy pace to begin with, keep Despair and Davroar in sight. Get us underway!"