(IC) Mortal Dreams

[Malixe]

Peracles brought up the rear... Largely because, he and Cauttri carried the supplies. Cauttri was his steed... Or rather, the steed that pulled his cart. He sat upon its front, reigns in one hand while the other rested casually at his side. The man was heavily robed as well, his face partially obscured by thin pale cloth. Sharp eyes scanned the town from beneath, but they were not so wary. A casual glance over the local fauna confirmed the rumors. This was definitely a unique condition to the area. Even the Oasis in Kushistan wasn't quite so vibrant. Though he was wont to touch them, the care of the civilians made him second-guess himself.