He had wanted to go for a while, he had just always invented excuses. There would always be a reason to not do something, he told himself as he buckled up. It wouldn't be long before he was on the road. Ittindi had mastered swerving off the road to pass any carriages if their was no way to pass them. It was just after one of these manuevers that he had recieved a strongly worded curse that Ittindi realized he had arrived and would have to deal with the now justified complainer.
~Exit