It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Yasha Nydoorin, a half-angel barbarian . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Wohn was walking alongside the third cart. Keg did not recognize the cart's driver.
DM: No, from what your experience would be, they would probably go to the hideout, to their little homestead deeper into the Savalierwood. They would drop off their payload and celebrate, probably, for an evening of revelry, and then come back the next day to begin the process of preparing them for delivery, which involves breaking them.
Player: Presumably, there are people in Shadycreek Run who would love to see them dead.
DM: Presumably. There are also people that would--
Player: Would help them?
DM: --would help them. They have allies.
Player: Okay.
DM: I mean, they're working for one of the tribe families, so yeah.
