Searing 3, 120th Year of the Age of Steel¤
Sundered Rise
Sundered Rise
It wasn’t often anymore that Saej was able to go through the Black Road for her shipments. And yet here she was, plodding along atop of her wagon while ushering her mule and horse along the road. She had been given a crate’s worth of left over goods that one of the merchant groups had forgotten, the shop owner they bought the goods from said that the group had just left hours prior and shouldn’t be too far along the Black Road yet. Giving it her best chase and enjoying being on the road she was having a great time, in fact she could be heard whistling a made up tune. Poppy was in the wagon hiding from the sun, even this early on in Searing she hated the sunlight.
A bump upset the wagon for a moment before the turbulence settled back down. She wiped a stray dreadlock from her face that had fallen from her bun, trying to stick it back into place. Up the road a spell she could see a mud hole had formed on part of the path that was dirt. It had many ruts from feet, wagons, and horses hooves, in fact there was also a broken wagon wheel off to the side past it as if some unlucky traveler had to replace their wagon wheel due to the hole. If she was smart she would be able to use the small strip of untarnished, dry dirt next to it to get by. Slowing her horse and mule’s canter she went at a snail’s pace around the mud pit. It was a success!
Now past the mud hole just up ahead she could see smoke, though the people yet were hidden by the horizon. Hoping it was her merchant customers and now well out of the way of the mud hole she ushered her buggy faster, hoping to reach them as quickly as possible. It was proving to be quite the lucky day!