The Northern Pass [POST HERE FIRST]

A man, wearing an attire composed of nothing but black robes, and no footwear to speak off, walked through the idyllic setting with a slight frown. His greasy black hair was pulled back, and tucked under the Jingasa upon his head. Two hilts protruded from the purple belt around his waist, and his robes were not the cleanest of things. But for all intents and purposes he walked cautiously, allowing his amber eyes to take in all the detail around him. It was nice here... perhaps too nice. He was also sure he'd be stopped and questioned, but it's not like that wasn't anything new.

The man locked eyes with a guard a moment as he passed by, offering the weakest of smiles, before he headed on his way to the Free City!

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Although the men were regarded somewhat suspiciously by the guards stationed in the Pass, they were not obrstructed from continuing their path towards Crim.

Oblivious to the fact he has been noticed, Haru continues traveling onward. Takhana Veil would be able to tell it seemed to be heading to the Northern Gate of the Free City itself. Despite the creature doing numerous loops and other unnecessary aerial maneuvers, it would reach the next gate at a speed most flying creatures couldn’t ever hope to possess.

She arrives after many days of travel. She looks sad and disheveled. she asks the guards where she can eat.

Kiara is at a fort, where three other travelers arrived just before her. they are all invited in. She takes a seat and is very happy that these people are being nice.
"Yes! Very hungry" she says

"Food would bolster us greatly." The blind priest replied as his two companions warmed themselves by the fire. Brother William was happy to talk to the guard as he waited.

"We come from far across the seas." William Said, "Our path has taken us to this land in search of our brother, Shuan. You haven't happened to have seen a priest in similar garb to our own pass this way, have you?"

While the head priest talked to the guard, Paul approached Kiara, "You have the looks of walking a hard road. I can feel your pain. Remember that there is always a path that leads to happiness. That is how the all knowing wanderer created it." Paul guested to the ceiling with his root staff in emphasis.

Willing to give the lot of them the benefit of the doubt (as is often wise, he thinks), the guard quirks an eyebrow in response to William’s inquiry and considers the matter for a moment.

After a pause, he replies, “An awful lot of the travelers that pass through tend to wear brown robes, cloaks, and the like. Very common sort of thing to wear, especially so in the cold up here. That said, I haven’t noticed any amulets like the one you’ve got there, and nobody comin’ through here has said their name to be 'Shaun'.”

With this, he offers an apologetic sort of shrug, knowing that his response wasn’t very useful, but also not having any more information than that. This motion causes a bit more clanking of his armor on the wall.

As Kiara mentions Katashima, the guard lets out a low whistle.

Having realized the depth of this girl’s plight, he pushes himself up to a standing position and holds one hand in the other behind his back as he speaks to her, “You are… you’re very lost. … This here, this land is Isra.”

Gesturing around, he refers to the room they’re standing in, the tower, the land in general, and the sun insignia on his armor. (Which, notably, is also flown on a flag over the tower, and on the armor of the other guards and such, as one might expect an insignia to be.)

“Katashima is… is… very, very far from Isra. A difficult and dangerous voyage of months across the seas. I don’t think anyone has arrived from or departed to Katashima in, in years, really…”

He trails off, realizing that his words are probably highly disheartening, and he isn’t quite looking to drive her to tears.