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A caravan had been in the area for about a week now, buying, selling, and trading what goods they’d gotten along the way. They also had entertainers, who regaled all who would listen with music and stories and even dance. It was good way to keep morale up and earn a few extra caps as well.
Now, the caravan was setting off again towards their next port, leaving behind only one trailer. It was decorated in painted flowers and butterflies with a wind chime made of spoons jingling merrily in the light desert breeze.
Spoons herself was stretched out on top of her trailer, laying on her belly as she watched her friends leave. She would likely catch up to them later down the trail, but for now, this was home.















