Fe'male entered the inn and spoke with one of the smaller men but it seemed all of these horses were far out of her price range. Most were too small to even carry her and she had a feeling they weren't excited to see a dragonborn ride one of their quality work horses.
Finally a larger man came through and wanted to strike a deal. The price was more reasonable even though it was almost all she had. The horse was a perfect size for her and black as the shells at her side.
The man allowed her to pay most of the cost now and to pay the rest when she returned the horse. She agreed and as she rode away she was very pleased to think that this town had at least one nice man who knew an honorable dragonborn when he saw one.
She rode up the Hurry towards Banda Cate. The Hurry was the only road that lead from Devil's Bay up to Banda Cate. That's the next stop for her journey, but it's a few days ride away. Fe'male rode hard and this horse could handle it.
As the first night approached, Fe'male slowed her pace as she saw something large in the distance. It turned out to be the remnants of a raided caravan. The bandits that frequent this road had destroyed or taken most of the cargo. Fe'male placed a couple of the statues scattered about in her bag.
The next day she had made it to Little Choice Inn, the halfway point on The Hurry. It wouldn't hurt to have a decent night's sleep and some meat in her belly before carrying on.
You're burning it up!
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