The heavy rain poured down from above. It soaked anyone unfortunate enough to be without shelter.. this included you. Making a delivery for some noblewoman, transporting perfectly good 'Shelby Corpse' barrels of wine.
At least you weren't the one who had to pull the cart, as a heavy, black Clydesdale horse trotted along the muddy road, heading up the side of a steep hill.
The storm was starting to get serious now, as you could hear thunder growing louder, and lightning flashing a bit more frequently. But, where could you have hidden? What shelter was close enough to take refuge in?
To make matters worse, the horse had been spooked by the lightning, bucking and struggling to free itself of the cart and its heavy cargo! It kicked at the cart, knocking off a wheel and shaking the barrels violently.
You don't have any idea what to do right now, since this is the first job you've gotten as a simple beginning adventurer.