You would think a group of people who specifically make money at other peoples expense (including getting them to go to war. Wouldn't be so damn gullible. Seriously I never realized how easy it was to blend in by pretending to be a politician! If I knew that worked I would have done it years ago! Me and Mordere were basically given freedom to walk around the port city we wound up in and not given a second thought! Gods if we didnt' care about the boat we could have walked around the entire country just a couple more lost idiots in the sea of machinery and paved roads.
Ronerawth had changed since I was last there, they had electricity now running street lights and concrete buildings replacing the wooden structures of old. Everywhere we looked industry was busy destroying or remodeling the world, heavy machinery clanked, some of it powered by steam or some other fuel source, some insanely powered by magic in one way or another. The entire country was a testament to stability and money being able to take things to an absolutely scary place. I hardly recognized the country I had made my home for so long.
Mordere was less enamored, because all of these new things made finding what he was there for all the harder. We struggled to even find a tavern or a clothing shop, let alone a place to stay the night. Big flashy signs pointed the way to destinations that we wound up getting lost looking for. Narrow streets navigated by horses, and some kind of mechanical beasts that allowed people to travel short distances were constantly in our path. We spent the majority of our first day there barely getting by, it was almost by accident he managed to find someone he had used as a contact before. And even then, well things didn't go exactly as he planned, but that will be tomorrows entry.
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