It was the morning, the sun was up and the skies were blue. Everyone was ready for the big quest they would be going on and they were already outside of Orion's 3rd North East exit. Albions party were all looking at the three plain carriages. One carriage would carry Albion's party, one carriage would carry Penelope's party and one extra carriage for the supplies needed to be delivered to what was apparently turning into a small war. A war between adventurers and slimes.