The business of selling passes had always been going well, truth be told, the monthly profits weren't much, but it was stable. Therefore, before departing, Leon specifically sought out Brass Dragon, telling him that he and Tassera might be gone for a while and asked him to keep an eye on the business, mentioning that if any trouble arose, he could seek help from his servant, Efreeti.
"Are we heading south now?"
Leon sat on a camel, gazing at the cloudless sky.
At this point, the two had been following a passing caravan for several hours.
"Yes, south, Crossroads City is to our south." Tassera sat sideways on the camel, one hand resting on the camel's hump and the other holding a book, which she wasn't reading at the moment, so it lay on her thighs.
