[Poggio]

It was a bumpy ride and an even angrier lover. They did not make it a mile with out Ambrosia sarcastically voicing his enjoyment. Galvin gave him nothing but a smile letting his air whip in the breeze. The path took them high into the rocky hills surrounding the city. Cloaked in colorful bush, an hour and a half drive they came to the abode. Silently he un buckled himself and went to grab the bags. "I will show you to a room, but welcome to Casa de la Pyce."