News From Poughkeepsie – Day 144

Road trip..though a fantasy world

Wardeler stood next to the contraption with clear glee, but Astrid was nervous. Wardeler’s glee always made her nervous.

“What is it?” she asked the wizard. Astrid hesitantly touched the device’s wheels, the boiler, the gears. The elements were all familiar, but the combination disturbed her.

“It is an automatic mobile!” Wardeler said, rubbing his hands together. “I think it will be just the thing for your quest! It seats four! Oh, the rest of the magician’s guild will be so jealous!”

Astrid placed one hand on her sword hilt, the other hand on her forehead, and said a small prayer for strength. It was going to be a long quest.