Even though i didn't always agree with their methods, one of the consequences of leaving Mythron meant i had to come to terms with a few of the outlaws and bands of thieves. I didn't think continuing this war would be in the best interest of the people, but i couldn't come up with any alternatives. It was with great reluctance I accepted the invitation and journeyed to Talbor. Here a meeting of outlaws of different regions would discuss the assault on Rainos. I was only a few days travel from Talbor when i came across an unexpected sight....
About this creation
^ ...an unescorted stagecoach flying the colors of Mythron! They seemed to have lost a wheel. As i approached i saw an old servant struggling to hammer the mount back in place. I quickly dismounted, tied my horse to a rock and approached greasing him warmly. "Looks like you could use a hand"
"That would be greatly appreciated noble knight, the guard and I barely got the frame braced before Miss Etheldreda and son wanted to take in the sights" he coughed obviously parched from his labors.
"Glad to help. Those who have never seen a hard days work do seem to be nieve of how these things work" i say with a smile, gladly accepting the chance not to have to identify himself.
"If you could just hold the wrench and wheel i am almost finished getting this bent back into place"
"Who are you talking to Trevor?" the guard barks from the front of the train of horses.
"A kind traveler has stopped to help with the reparis, nothing to worry about" he responds. Turning his attention back to his assistant, "So where you heading?"
"Talbor, and yourself?" Zimmerale responds uneasy about giving away his true destination.
"Same, Miss Etheldreda has a family estate nearby."
^ Simultaneously at the front of the stagecoach:
"Ellard honey, be careful not to get to close" Miss Etheldreada protectively reminds her son.
"Yes mother, i just want to watch him eat. He must be very hungry pulling us all the way to the other house" responds obediently.
"I don't think it wise to have traveled with no escort Miss Etheldreada. This land is overflowing with outlaws and pirates. And with Rainos on our shores..." the guard says before getting cut off.
"A large force would have only slowed us down. Besides we have been coming here for years" Miss Etheldreda interrupts.
A voice can be faintly overheard coming from the stagecoach.
"Who are you talking to Trevor?" the guard barks.
^ "Well that just about does it" Trevor says with a final triumphant whack.
"Excellent timing, I have just completed mending this boxing" Zimmerale responds wrench in hand.
"Wagon is almost repaired, you shouldn't have much longer in sun my lady" Trevor calls.
A hawk cries out flying above looking for its next meal.
"Wonderful news Trevor, we shall be back in a moment" responds Miss Etheldreda.
^ The hawks view.
^ "Hurry up now Ellard its time to go, we don't want to be out after night fall son" Miss Etheldreda says tenderly.
"Yes mother, I can't wait to see the lake again! Can we go fishing?" he exclaims.
"Of course dear," she says and then turns to her guard, "How far is it to Talbor?"
^ "The signs says 57 miles my lady" he responds, keeping an eye out for danger. "We should be on our way now."
^ "Many thanks for your help kind sir...." he stops "what did you say your name is again?" Trevor says with a puzzled look on his face.
"Just between you and me, I am Zimmerale. Zimmerale Dawnbringer." he says with a big smile. "May the light guide and protect you on your journey."
Zimmerale hands him the wagon wheel and mounts his horse confident he has measured the man accurately. Now on to Talbor.