Woodcutters way was a wide street lined by shops although now they where closed and shuttered. Occasionally there was a tavern, its lights, sounds and smells spilling into the street as they passed.<br/><br/>No one really took any notice of them, the passerby’s seemingly more concerned with their own business than what a group of riders where up to. Titan remained wary and slowed his horse so that he was riding next to Sethi. “Your friend has come good ides but she seems to be on a crusade with this Steno. How he will act when the spell wears off we will see, keep your eyes peeled.”<br/><br/>They where approaching the swing down to the harbor when the warbling started from above them. Looking up Titan could see a shadowy form peering down at them from a rooftop. The figure raised something to its lips and the warbling whistle could be heard.<br/><br/>“Chloe we have to ride, now they know where we are they will be moving to block any route.”  He began to urge his horse forward, sparks flying from the cobbles as it built up speed. The road they where following zigzagged its way down to the harbor, easier for wagons hauling heavy loads up and down but increasing the time for them on horses to get down.<br/>