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[Amora Jade]

CHARACTER REDONE COMPLETELY AFTER BEING GONE SO LONG.

[Amora Jade]

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[Amora Jade]

Timestamp: 42nd Winter, 511 AV

{{Travel Day 3}}

The sloppily formed shelter from the night before didn't provide much protection from the wind and the cold, so in turn Vixan didn't enjoy a nice nights sleep. She laid there regretting sitting up for she felt she was soon to be sick. Once the entire land was illuminated from the morning's sun, she decided she should take down her tarp and enjoy something small to eat. About sixteen days worth of travel left to endure.. I don't have enough food.. I have change but.. I really need to work on my pickpocketing. Too bad there aren't crowds on these roads... While she ate, Vixan began to think of clever ways she could con someone out of their money or food. While deep in her planning thoughts she began to forget that she was supposed to be on the road a while ago and she now needed to make up for lost time. Madaline stomped her hooves at the girl and she reacted by immediately mounting the horse and sending the Mixed Blood into a gallop. They sprinted past many traders and stands along the way and received many confused looks. She could just imagine what they were all thinking: "Why on earth would someone carry on like that?", "Wow someone is in a hurry.", "I'm sure where they're going can wait just a bit longer.". It was easy to tell by the stupid looks on all of their faces. Vixan really didn't want to be on this road anymore and she still had a long while to go.
Once she began to feel her mare tense up and slow down, she decided it was about time for a break. Demounting her horse and walking beside her rather than riding on her, she lead the mare off of the trail into the Syliran fields to grab something to eat. It was so lucky that horses had food all around them all of the time, they really didn't have to worry about starving to death unless the snow covered the ground too thickly. Since the snow was only light in Sylira, she knew that her horse wouldn't go hungry on this trip and cared less about her own hunger. If things got worse she could simply just go without food for a day or two to reserve her stash.
The mare enjoyed every bit of the grass she was eating. She was able to avoid the snow that covered it by simply breathing hard towards the ground, her hot breath would either melt it on contact or blow away the flurries that blocked her meal. Vixan enjoyed it as well because she was able to study the other horses that past by on the trail alone with their people. Some of the most well-groomed down to the dirtiest, they all struck her curiosity. She only really knew Madaline and longed to know more of horses and how they react to certain situations. It was so easy to see when a horse didn't like its rider: It would stomp furiously while walking, would constantly bob its head up and down, and would make aggravated grunts. So many people had no idea how to tend to or ride a horse; they would be holding the reins tightly and pulling them back signifying the horse to stop, yet yell at the horse to move forward, they wouldn't lean forward when riding up a hill to ease the stress on the horse, rather they would make him or her do all of the work. So many things bothered Vixan about the ways people would treat their companions, the one over all would be when people treated them as a lesser life. If anything the 'owner' would be considered a lesser life in her eyes.
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Another cold night, another attempt at a fire, and yet another attempt at the tent. Since her hand still hurt from cutting it the night before she was sure to be careful when trying to spark a fire tonight. The sun was still settling into the horizon slowly, so Vixan was left with enough light to work. First she would attempt at her tent. One by one she shoved the stakes into the dirt and pinned up her tent. From past attempts she had learned where about to put the stakes and knew how far apart they needed to be. With few struggles she finally pitched up her tent and it looked fairly descent for the first time. With accomplishment cheering her up, she decided that tonight may be the night that she succeeded in making her first fire. She collected her twigs and leaves and found a few stones that could work to strike them together. Clink... clink... clink The soft sound of the stones together echoed in her ears as she concentrated hard on starting a fire. A spark! With a gasp of excitement she continued to strike the stones until one of the leaves caught fire.
"Yes!" Vixan jumped up and watched as the fire danced over and between the twigs and leaves, then suddenly a small burst of wind extinguished her tiny flames. Cursing at herself under her breath for forgetting to dig down far enough to keep the fire out of the wind, she decided that the small flame was victory enough for this night and she readied her mare and herself for a good night's sleep.

[Amora Jade]

Time Stamp: 45th Winter 511 AV

{{Travel Day 6}}

The road wasn't as empty as it had been the past few days as several people made their way towards the big city. The crowds were pushy and Madaline barely had room to make her way around them, which is why Vixan decided to give her a break by stopping at some benches just off the trail. It would be the perfect chance for the mare to get something to eat and for Vixan to take a look at the book she stole from her mother's collection before she ran away. She fetched the leather adventure from the saddle bag she had hidden it in and took her seat on the hard wood bench. It was strange how badly she wanted to tear into the flesh of the binding, how she longed to understand the markings on the paper and finally know why her mother was always staring at them. Her eyes danced across a random page that she flipped the book open to and her imagination went wild with what she thought these markings meant. She wondered if they were some sort of secret map to world treasure, or ancient spells and rituals that some races perform, or if it contained the secrets and answers she longed to find. Nothing in the world could distract her from the adventures she was creating, nothing except annoying people who sat too close to her. Immediately she slammed the book shut and looked around her. These people were.. different than what she was used to. Some were strange looking to her and she watched them for awhile before coming to the conclusion that maybe people can be as interesting as animals. In fact, some of these people seemed to kind of... imitate animals. She noticed some that moved very cat-like and others that looked all happy and cheerful like a puppy. Seeing them so happy and natural like this made her smile, it was nice to see others may have a connection to the animals too, even if they don't even know about it.

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The sun was setting and Vixan was very confident of her ability to properly set up her tent. In the past few days she had few failures, but nearly had it down pat. The only trouble this evening would have is the strong wind that would try to blow the tent away. Quickly she came up with the solution of tilting the tent a bit to avoid the wind, and although it wouldn't be perfect, it would do well through the night. As she was going through her saddle bags to retrieve her tent she accidentally dropped a few of her materials on the ground. When she bent down to pick them up, she noticed the torches she had forgotten all about the nights before that would have made her fire-making worlds easier. She let out a long sigh and continued with pitching her tent.

[Amora Jade]

[b]Time Stamp: 46th-58th Winter, 511 AV

{{Travel Day 7-19}}

((The rest of her traveling goes on nearly uneventful...))

Nineteen days she had traveled with her faithful horse companion, Madaline, and finally she has reached her destination. Vixan demounted her horse and her feet sunk into the snow beneath her. That was her sure sign of finally arriving at Riverfall. Now all she needed to do was find something to eat...

[Templar]

Moderators Intervention

Post 2: There are no Taverns in the Wilderness in Sylira. Even though the area is patrolled by knights, it is still a very dangerous area. However, there are periodic buildings on the Kabrin Road, calledTraveler Shelters (every 20 miles or so, one of these have been built along the Kabrin Road. You could rewrite it so rather than a Tavern, she runs into someone sheltering in one of these and smell the alcohol and tries to mooch off of them and then ends up buying some from them. Post 5-6: The road would hardly be crowded in the middle of winter. 19 days travel from Syliras to Riverfall is a way too short travel time. The distance in a straight line is over 2000 miles. And I assume she travels along the Kabrin Road (otherwise she wouldn't run into any merchants at all) So unless she traveled way over 100 miles per day, she would not be able to do it in 19 days. So the travel time needs to be increased. Please send me a pm with any questions or if you have made the changes I requested.