The closest you or anyone else in your town would ever come to the steady stream of nobles passing through, always has been stepping out of their way.

On rare occasions, a noble may address a town folk kindly or even ask for their thoughts on a particular issue.

The nobility often invested in various aspects of the town, so the frequency of certain carriages engrains itself into the scenery like rivers cutting through forest foliage.

Which brings one to the now…

Stepping aside as the familiar, tell tale sound of a horse drawn carriage approaching, your attention was thoroughly tugged from you task as hand.

This carriage…You’d caught glimpses of it from afar. Glimmering gold and white cutting through rich purple. Certainly a rich noblest mode of transport.

However, to see it slow to a stop cutting your path in two, was strange. Even stranger had to be when the lord inside stepped out, proud and tall, looming over you in many a manner.

“Ah…Such a humble and quaint locale…I do think. A wondrous scene for a many extraordinary and unique starts… And you bright one, what are your ties to this town?”