People from far and wide began to arrive in Ah’Sha’Ra in preparation for the departure of the caravan as early as last week. The merchants here were anxious to sell there wares to the travellers, here as well as the locals who came to shop before the rush. The bakers ovens are working throughout the night to prepare enough rations to meet the demands of the mob who wait outside thier doors at all hours to purchase them. Clothiers are selling brightly colored robes to to the magical types, and as usual for this time of year, for those who can afford the luxury, the indigos and purples are all the rage. The taverns were full to the brim and flaggarts quickly emptied. Children stopped to admire the displays of magic on every other street corner, and the adults to gawk, bet, or join in displays of ego and might in the alleys. Oh happy day that we have now departed the city for the Barrow Henge. One day of forty down.