Memories of Holdenshire.

Zariana nods, "Load the horses up and lets be gone fast."

Zariana nods and heads to wake up our sleeping guide. "Oi," she says giving his shoulder a shake, "we need to move and move fast." Then she grabs as many of the bedrolls as she can and loads them on the back of one of the horses so it hides any markings.

Ugost helps with preparations and suggests arranging it so both the captured horses can easily ridden. Just arrange it so stuff is draped over the saddle but can quickly be dropped. Saddles are expensive and we may need mouns at some point.

Are you intending to recover the wagon at a later point?

Any chance of selling or loaning it to a local then picking it up later? Better than abandoning it and having it destroyed or scavenged

With another shrug Its your wagon. I just thought a trader such as you would be able to work out something. What farmer wouldn't be overjoyed at an opportunity to get such a good wagon. Sell well below market value or spin a tale of needing to trade off the normal lanes and leasing it to the farmer, payable upon recovery. You don't come back, he pays nothing, you clear your name, and you get your wagon back with a bit of coin. But I guess it would slow us down. let's be off! and Ugost heads off-road towards where they need to be heading...

I suggest we move away from the wagon before leaving the main road. Use existing roads and side trails to hide our tracks for a while before leaving them for the wilds. We should alternate between walking (normal) and a light canter or jog (fast) when not being observed just to cover more ground. Once we leave the roads we should slow to a pace to try and hide our tracks for a bit. After that though I see no reason to not try and move faster. We can alternate fast and normal pacing to save our strength if needed. I can move well and do not require as much food as the rest of you

Scarfs will perform some traveling music on her flute. Which she is so so at it.

Athletic Scarfs aimlessly plays her simple flute while upon her faithful Pinto. Simple tunes but pleasant to the ear. Her light green eyes gaze ever so watchfully ahead and her long straight red hair dangles with the motion of traveling Pinto. Occasionally she injects in a more forceful Orcish tune in that she knows for some added flavor.

Her backpack & gear nicely packed on the back of Pinto as she has fair amount of it. Nicer not to have to haul full backpack and all that stuff around as she does own a personal two-person tent. Lucky her is still favoring her new expensive boots.

Still active her wonders what she has done to achieve a crude portrait of herself and dead or alive wanted listing. Acting her hopes that she hasn't tarnished her Noble Mistress Morgana image that she has been dearly working up. Hard to say what charlatan her has schemed and done. Lost her would so much gladly like to recall it all.