Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190903154219/@comment-5543592-20191011201337

Josey followed, walking along the river. Elevation increased and the banks began to thin, grow in height as they began to climb above it.

They could see the rider keeping pace besides them across the river for a bit, before galloping ahead.

They crested a rise, and looked out on a vast, vast length of plains. In the distance, there were visible mountains. At the bottom of the hill, the river grew fat again, and the current seemed stronger on this side.

About a few hundred feet off, there was a fork in the river, making for an easy ford. They could see the rider currently crossing it, the water going up to his horse's waist. The current was strong--if he didn't have that weight the heavy animal provided, he would've been swept away.

The stink seemed to be coming from across the river, so Harriot and Wilkes would need to either swim across or follow it to a terminus.