3
Devarius and his party arrived at Kaed in the late afternoon. The red sun had already set; the orange sun hung in the west, and within an hour the sky would turn golden with its final sunset. Two guards blocked the entrance to the village and studied Devarius and his party carefully.
“What is your business in Kaed?”
“We come seeking shelter for the night. We wish to replenish our inventory before we continue south.”
The guard spat on the ground. “Where are you headed?”
“We are traveling to Laeraed,” Devarius said.
The guard bit his lip. “That’s quite a long journey. Perhaps you should buy a few boats. It would be faster to pass south down the river.”
“Are there good boats in the village?”
“Some of the best. See the woodworker next to the blacksmith. He’ll give you a fair price.”
