MattParody's

Feb 28, 2020 10:20 pm
OOC:
For MattParody's game!
Mar 18, 2020 9:03 pm
The city on the edge of the tundra.
Taiga-gard sits right on the edge of the Ice Crown.
The last and most northern bastion of the Empire.

With autumn coming to a swift end, and even swifter this far north, the air is cold.
Snowflakes lazily drift from the heavens in the late morning light.

In the center square a massive carriage-sled is being loaded with barrels, boxes & packages of all sizes.
Most are marked with the Imperial Red Bird but their are a small grouping of parcels & barrels marked with a yellow paint that stand waiting off to the side as the last of the red marked ones are loaded.

A team of engineers and handlers check the carriage, whilst porters load the last of good aboard.
This is a royal shipment and should be treated as though the princess herself were on board.

Yoked and lashed to the front of the massive sledge are 6 ensorceled mammoths.
They've been recently woken from a deep Sleep and are enscribed with a few other spells and runes burning brightly on their tusks.
A few mages stand ready to make sure the beasts' magic is ready for the trip when given the word from the loading team.

The carriage drivers, 2 of them, pile furs and blankets in the cab at the front.

An orc with the Red Bird clasped to his breast holds a clipboard and looks at the grouping of Silver Snakes before him.
He says "You will all be riding on the sledge. There will be a compliment of guardsmen with you as well. The weapons, battlements and food stuffs amongst them are for your use and consumption. Are their any questions you have of me before you all mount up and head out?

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