An impractical grand entrance

Mt. Hakobe. Well, the only way to describe such a cold and desolate landscape such as it was if hell had frozen over. Charlotte found that walking up the mountain wasn't going to work, not that she had tried. She took one look and decided that it was someone else's job and so she hired the finest carriage money could buy! Though the driver was hesitant at first, Charlotte gave him an offer he couldn't refuse. The threat also didn't hurt. So with her luggage which consisted of about ten large suitcases stuffed with all of her personal belongings she boarded her ride. It was a little... cramped to say the least but she made do. The man driving the carriage was rather large, overly so, Charlotte was worried that his weight might affect the journey but she had learned who to be rude too by now and not to bite the hand that feeds you.

It was about thirty minutes into the ride when the road became bumpier and then there was no road at all. Just feet on feet of snow. Charlotte barely managed to get the door open with all of her bags on board, making especially sure that none of them fell out before closing it again. "You IDIOT. I told you the route, you have a map, what did you do?" She snapped, the man groaned, sitting atop the horse. "Ma'am calm down please, this carriage isn't exactly all-terrain." Charlotte couldn't believe it, the nerve? Telling her to calm down. This is why you don't talk to the help! She threw down her fists and stomped her way back into the carriage.

In a few moments, the driver got everything settled and it started up again. This time it took a bit longer and the road, which they magically managed to find again, was a lot bumpier. Peering out the window it only took a second for Charlotte to realize what was going on, they were going to ride right off the edge of the mountain and plummet to their death. Die!? She was too young and petty to die she couldn't let that happen! Luckily for the horse, the reigns broke loose and it ran away, kicking the man off but the carriage kept going, Charlotte only barely managed to tumble out and land in the snow. Just in the nick of time. When she got off she, of course, brushed herself off, white had never been a good color on her and if the snow melted it would get her dress wet! Then she peeked over the cliff just enough to see the carriage- or what was left of it- toppling down the mountainside, her dresses once neatly packed into nice bags flying into the wind. Charlotte almost cried! She could have had an emotional breakdown right there, but she needed to keep it together, she couldn't let her guildmates see her like this.

That was when she heard the man, hanging on for dear life. Most people would have immediately rushed to help him but Charlotte wasn't most people, she took her time. "Well well, I think you are in quite the compromising position." The girl said with a light giggle as she prepared to step on his fingers and send him packing. It was his foolishness that got her in this mess. "NO PLEASE! I BEG YOU! I'LL DO ANYTHING! GOD I HAVE A WIFE AND KIDS I CAN-" That foot lowered just a bit and smashed against his face, it didn't have enough force to do anything, just shut him up."Anything? Well if you say so. I think I'll have you carry me to our destination. There's no way I am walking." Charlotte now had her signature wicked smile and the man, afraid to speak and say the wrong thing, simply nodded.

After helping him up she got into his arms and he marched through the snow. She was complaining the entire way as he was following the map to the base of Errings Rising. After a slight delay and a few more hiccups, he finally found his way, now knocking on the intimidating castle door before passing out. Now Charlotte was standing just beside his body, waiting for someone to answer. Her arms were crossed and her foot tapping. She had no patience.

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