The solution of carrying the eggs was pretty easy. They skinned the large boar, then using rope, strings and needles they made saddlebags. They put a lot of leaves and fur in, so the eggs would be secured and kept warm.
They even did a bunch of test flights, not with the eggs of course, they put similar sized rocks as a test. After making sure they were properly secured the journey continued.
The rest of their group slowly gotten used to flying on the hippogryphs, but they still weren't very comfortable. The only ones who actually enjoyed it were Sera, Bea and Vicky.
Vicky's mount was a younger, small, gray mare. Kastral said he was about 5 year old and it wasn't his son. She was flying all over the place laughing, it brought a big smile on both of her mother's faces.
The Sun was about to set when they reached Brema, but they knew from kilometers away that they were close.