Outside of the city Gora, Secomi, and Utum do not look back towards Oneidora when leaving as they head to the nds of Sokara. This journey would take another 2-3 weeks meaning if they hoped to return before the Luutons. meaning they could only afford to stay in doanertofia for a week or two.
During their travels they pass through waves of injured soldiers. It seems many of them are just now reaching the capital. Gora feels uneasy as wounded soldiers head home from battle the way she is heading to her home. She hopes that the luutons had not touched the nds of Sokara. Though she feels a bit disinherited thinking that. Is she not heading home to bring the war to them? It seems there is no winning she thinks and just ignores the wounded levies.
As they travel on wards the wounded soldiers fade from view as they get closer to the most north western parts of the astran kingdom. where the forest turns to swamp in the west and where the forest opens up into pins at the higher ends of the potami river.
As Gora crosses the bridge she couldn’t help but smile as it felt only like yesterday that she left her home. She runs her hands across the old stone bridge wondering exactly who built it. Though the thought quickly leaves her mind as she crosses into the nds of Sokara. The cool air from the pins were comforting on her face she looks over to the two astrans with a big smile on her face”OK boys only six more days until were at Doanertofia.”
The Astrans couldn’t help but sigh ever since this war began they haven’t got a good rest it feels like. They hoped the nds of Sokara would be more hospitable in these times. Secomi would be constantly studying the ndscape. Never before has he been to the nds of Sokara. The air is filled with static causing him and his mount a good little static shock every now and then. Utum though didn’t seem to be bothered as he just happily watches the sky. The sokaran sky was notoriously always cloudy and the gentle giant utum quite enjoyed cloud watching.
Bored out of her mind from the traveling gora would resides herself whispering to her horse.” how angry do you think grandfather will be? I mean i kinda did just take off i cant imagine hes just gonna give me a sp on the wrist and let me be on my way right?”
The horse seems to hold no wisdom for gora as it just continues to move along without reacting to sounds coming out of Gora’s mouth. Gora sighs to herself and unwraps her spear and starts polishing it for the seventh time today. Gora was beginning to develop a distaste for travel. It had only been a couple of months since she left and most of that time had just been travel.
Gora thinks about all the traveling she’s going to have to do after her time in the nds in Sokara. She’ll have to go from Doanertoffia to oniedora, then to whatever battlefield they’ll send her to from there.
No gora was not excited for the far future in the least bit, but the near future she was quite enthusiastic for. she couldn’t wait to tell of her exploits and her travels since the st time they saw her. She cant wait to tell them how many luutons shes killed or her conversations with the high kings and all the wonderful things she saw and ate for the first time within the nds of astra.
When they finally arrive outside of her grandfathers city gora sits up straight on her horse, holding her head high as she enters into the city. Her beautiful Sokaiadoan spear on full dispy. the further she made her way through the city: to her grandfathers pace, the more a crowd seemed to form. The city was full of life; the constant murmuring behind Utum and Secomi made them quite uncomfortable
