A plan

"Let them pass!" The shout came from one of the guards who had just finished a thorough inspection. At least nothing went wrong with their identities, and Strax felt more at ease. He didn't want any special treatment or anything like that. In fact, he wasn't even sure if something like that could happen—maybe people wouldn't even know who he was. Fortunately, at this moment, he didn't really care and preferred not to find out.

"Looks like everything's in order..." Strax muttered, hearing a small whinny from his mare, Apocalypse, who had been quite agitated during the entire journey. But now, she seemed much calmer... Maybe she liked civilization? Well, Strax couldn't say for sure. Despite understanding some of her emotions and what she wanted at times, that kind of connection between them didn't exist yet.