As he had said, Ambassador Dagger and Raelene left the Norden capital for Lunorth. The road chosen was the Road to Northheim. It would lead into Lunorth’s most northern region and with luck to Protector Viktor Kettle. Dagger worse his blue tunic and was armed and armored as if marching off to war save for his head where he wore no helmet. As prepared as he was, the Ambassador’s composure was juvial and well tempered.
The two sat atop horses rented from a stable back in Palo Trutz. In the past Dagger had walked everywhere but these days the old soldier has had to keep more of a time plan with his current line of employment. Gone were the days of casual travel and in were the days of appointments and meetings
When Dagger and Rae crossed the border into Lunorth, Dagger opened the letter he found when had woken up that morning.