Oh and guys, if you were confused the de Dreux, Vogel, Huber and such are the lands ruled by the family of the same name. Anything that is not the Occitain Empire ,Auvergne, Barrois (Bar), Armagnac (Armag), Foix, Guyenne or Bourbonnais are lands of the Frost Kings of Lothringia.
Well, you can do things like this. You know how i skipped a day basically, you copy and paste a bit of the end and then type what Ylra thought that night and during the morning. Just a suggestion
He was astonished. Out of the thirty or so caravaners only the Moarts, the juggler brothers Kyle and Dyke refused to go. Not that he minded of course, the more the merrier. But what amazed him most was that the womanizing Marcus and Celia wanted to go as well. "Well now, this is a pleasant...
Yeah this works but can you add a little more detail and make your post a little more . . . professional? Well, just get rid of the cutesy stuff and it will be a-okay.
You are part of a caravan that travels around the world selling their wares, mostly salves, potions, knickknacks, an odd weapon here or there, living in the moment and enjoying yourself with all of your other comrades. Most of the people in the caravan are expatriates, exiles, the odd ones out...
"Alright then. Is that all you remember? Hmm. That's strange? Why was there no report or any evidence of you being there?" That was strange. But it's impossible to find out now, since the town he mentioned was destroyed. "Alright, we'll continue after we've heard everyone's part of the story...