From the City Gates ...
The trail of twin carts, their passengers, a lone female, and a rider atop a midnight Carmelyn Warsteed soon passed onto the cobblestones and took in the sight of the ruined city. What was once a beautiful port city was now a smokey heap of destruction and death. Straylor had to raise his sleeve to his nose from inhaling too much smoke. His lungs did not like the smell and his body reacted quite horribly even if it was just after effects of the Great Fire.
"I remember my father telling me of a Fire that consumed Paxia", he said solemnly,
"perhaps the gods are trying to get our attention..." Shaking his head, they continued onward. The farmhands were walking beside the larger cart now, the one pulled by the Mellan team. They were also both shocked and amazed by the destruction one gnome supposedly conjured by ways of gadgeteering.
"I tell ya...", Ralf sighed. The farmhand was wearing his cleanest pair of trousers along with a light coloured tunic. His red hair was allowed to grow over the course of his employment with the Leonardes C&W. And now, he was also sporting a fairly thick moustache which made eating a whole lot more pleasant -- so he said.
Harris was wearing a long-sleeved tunic that was blue in color. His work trousers were dotted with dirt and had an occasional tear, but he was bothered little by it. The man kept his dark hair neatly drimmed, causing his wide blue eyes to stick out like a pair of orbs from his thin face. Looking about the charred city, he nudged Nelson who was muttering something beneath his breath.
"Ey, what're you fussing for?", he demanded, "you're making me all nervous-like."
"There must be thousands of ghosts 'round here", Nelso whispered loud enough for everyone else to hear, "I can
feel them!"
"Stop it, now you're just being ... seriously, stop..."
Straylor turned around just in time to see Nelson sprinkling salt around him. He laughed but managed to cut it short to make sure that he didn't insult his farmhand's beliefs.
"How are you feeling?", Stray asked Elma who had taken to walking instead of riding on one of the carts.