Ambushed Caravan

Five Daikens soared high overhead; they would have been visible from miles around had they not been stealthed. Their destination was Dhou, specifically the Capitol city known as Belatora.

/Alpha: Wind: We're heading west towards the camp of General Remis?

/Alpha: Nix: Yes. There is quite a bit of discord in Dhou at the moment. The Mayor was adamant in saying that it isn't a rebellion.

/Alpha: Ronnie: We playing this straight? Or are we going to investigate?

/Alpha: Nix: What's that mean?

/Alpha: Ronnie: What if this discord is because someone is being shat on.

/Alpha: Nix: Nice phrasing. We aren't anyone's muscle. We'll get the lay of the land and then act accordingly.

/Alpha: Ronnie: This is going to be fun.

/Alpha: Darsi: Take a look east of us Trip-7.

Nix turned his gazed eastward; a large caravan could be seen winding its way down the narrow roads toward Zagingba. The town, referred to as Zags by the locals, was located on the only lake in the arid climate of Dhou.