What greeted them when they arrived at the Silver Hawk Merchants Caravan campsite was a fast pace and bustling environment. Everyone was on a constant move to get things done and there was not a single inactive person lazing around idly.
"Hey! Where did you guys place that shipment of Light Spring Stalks that we got last week?"
"Get out of the way! We have to be out of here within the next hour! If you're not counting the inventory in this area then don't get in our way while we're moving stuff here!"
"Organize the wagons so we can take one last inventory just before we depart!"
There were tents, wagons, and large varieties of merchandise that were laid out on some kind of large cloths. If one looked closely, they would notice that the items were actually levitating just above the cloths. At the edges of the cloths were a group of people with a strange device in their hands that had various magic symbols floating around it. It was definitely a magic item of sorts.
