â€œHey, whoâ€™s your friend?â€ The familiar sound of Balthazarâ€™s voice and warm hand on her shoulder calmed her a little. She hadnâ€™t realized she had been so tense but she had worried that she would have to leave without him since returning to her father right now was not an option. She smiled under her cloak and lightly touched Balâ€™s hand before pushing it off her shoulder, â€œYou were taking too long so I figured Iâ€™d charter a caravan myself. This here is Shamus Dogland and he sells various goods like some armor, swords, and clothing. He will pay us six silver coins for our services and leave now, if you are ready?â€ She didnâ€™t really turn to look at him since in doing so the men at the table would be able to see her face and not four minutes ago she had seen a man with the wanted poster in his hand outside of the dingy inn. The man had not come inside and that worried her a little bit but she knew right now was not the time to discuss their wanted state until they were half way into the woods. She was proud of herself for finding a caravan to take them along and at the perfect time as well. She just hoped he wouldnâ€™t be mad that she had made this deal without him being here.<br/><br/>The man named Shamus had turned to look at Bal the moment he had placed his hand on Piperâ€™s shoulder. After a moment or two of him studying the man cloaked in shadows he held out his hand to shake, â€œI guess we are both fortunate to have come across each other my good man. Your comrade was quite a blessing for me and my companion and I am happy to welcome you as well.â€