Nashira tilts her head slightly in Lucifer's direction, batting her eyes a few times before letting out a drawn out sigh. Your rings are all magically attuned to each other so that you may communicate if separated, up to a range of three miles. Dinner time is now over, we depart for Droxundus. For now you will go back to the residences of these bodies and do your best to fit in while you get used to the city for a few days until I call upon you. If you want to stick together I suggest you congregate at a tavern, The Hungry Lion should do for the time being. Come.
As Nashira heads for the exit, her body transforms into a raven-haired beauty of a human clad in an elegant purple dress. She leads you down several passageways until you reach the mouth of the cave where horses await you. Mounting up, you begin your journey across the Verthollow Grasslands on the road to Droxundus.
The city is a bustling metropolis even at night, and you can see torchlights dancing upon the waters of the great Nasiri River, which runs directly through the center of Droxundus. Great walls surround the city, and three fortified bridges span across the river to connect the two halves of the city. Crossing through one of the many gates you find yourself amidst tall buildings, merchant carts driven to and fro, and peddlers of every kind offering some kind of ware to any who might listen. Nashira gives a coy smile and a wave before taking her horse down a busy street, leaving you alone for now. Surely the knowledge in your ring will help you find your way to a bed.