[color:"00cccc"] So we set off down the trail to the Azure Mountains. Yeager was getting impatient to leave. He seemed highly-strung to me, always on edge like a frightened mouse. Exteemly clever though. Apparently he'd been educated at a prestigious dwarven engineering guild, the 'guild of everlasting steel' apparently. I still couldn't remember where my skills came from....

We chatted as Jurak drove, Yeager and I on the sled. Meat and Fe playing happily. That pig was getting fat now he didn't have to carry me around.... Viper and Virgo rode horses guarding each of our flanks. The horses had been gifts from the Beregost stablemaster. They seemed to like us there now.....

Yeager talked of his ideas, they facinated me. He drew a design to for a different gear system for the sled. It would apparently make it go faster. I didn't know it that was a good idea or not with Jurak driving! We hit another bump. "Ooooo me [nocando]!" I said, "it's black and blue!"
"Hmmm, you need bouncers!" Yeager replied. Sitting atop a cushion that he had mysteriously found.
"What the bloody hell are bouncers? Apart from large breasts?" I replied, puzzled.
"Noooo, crude dwarf! Listen, bouncers help to absorb the force from the vehicle's impact with the ground whenever a bump is crossed by the wheels"
"Ah! Like springs?"
"Yes, but the use of these 'springs' is a little more complicated than would first seem. If you could find the metal I'm sure I could draw up some plans somewhere."
"We shall see." I smiled. "Hey Jurak!"
"Uh?"
"Is that where we stopped to camp before? Halfway there right?"
"Yeah I think so..."
"Ok then stop her here, me bladder's bustin'!"

Once we had all taken care of 'business' we settled down at our old camping spot for the night. We'd been on the road for 6 hours and the azure mountains were in sight. It would be a short trip tomorrow. Darkness was falling.

We had a few sips of the jug of mead the innkeeper had given us for not allowing his tavern to become an undead hangout.
"Not bad." I said after a sharp intake of breath. This stuff was potent even for my tastes. I offered some to Yeager.
"No thanks!" He replied, drawing up plans by firelight in his little notebook. "I don't have your famous constitution my dwarven friend."

So we rambled on into the night, Virgo was easy to talk to. He told us of his adventures and how the Blood ring may be following us.
We all took watch after that, Virgo was not going to be sacrificed by these lunatics if I had anything to do with it.....[/color]


" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin