It's early on the morning of the 209th day. The sun is only just beginning to lighten the sky, and has not yet appeared on the horizon. 2 shadowy figures can be seen on the dock, the fog off the river concealing all but their outlines. One appears to be a woman, likely human. Her companion towers over her, his vast size and bulk at odds with his careful movements and calm voice. Anyone observing the figures would see that they were clearly waiting on the boat that had just drifted into view.
"The others will not approve" Talisa's hissing draconic words drifting into the mist.
"The others do not, cannot understand. This is too important. We must know, we must understand, if we are to undo the damage."
"The mayor will be upset.."
A look that could almost be described as a hollow smile crossed the ogre's face. "I am less concerned about our mayor, than I am his orc. But never the less, we must act, and face what comes when it does."
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Considering the quantity of cargo, the ship was unloaded remarkably quickly. It almost looked as if the crew were afraid of the crates. The captain had barely re-boarded after receiving payment when the anchor was raised and the ship was heading back down river, moving a good deal faster than it had earlier that morning.
Talisa rose, excitement playing across her face. "I thought they were mundane. Did you enchant them?"
"No. They must already be reacting to the instability. Curious. We shall have to take this into account. Have the golems load the wagon, I will summon the horses. We must must begin assembly at once."
Lannis looked down at the sunlight reflecting off the hundreds of copper and iron gears and tubes, arcane runes etched into them. "Soon, soon we shall know."
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