The caravan rolled on. Garn looked at Vhishi. The carriage was surrounded by horsemen and footsoldiers. More than 25 men were present. Including the two men inside the carriage. "We best hurry. I fear those who harp may send people after us. This man we have seems important. Maybe we should get rid of him, thus avoiding any troubles."
The other man listened to him, then appeared to be pondering his words and spoke. "I doubt those who harp will tarry. I feel they've spied on us magically and have sent reinforcements to catch us. Though we've a large contingent, I think we might be in for a good fight. I've this feeling that we're in for more than we joined for, Garn. Let's hurry to the Keep, shall we."
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