They took off in the wagon, bouncing over what was likely poorly maintained roads. Of the pair of guards with them, one looked to be younger, and found that he couldn't tear his eyes away from Sylvia's breasts, especially the way they bounced, when the cart did. The older one glared at his partner, especially when he started to reach out to grope Illania.<br/><br/>"Watch yourself, boy. These are meant for Lady Aluriel, not you, and anything that touches these girls will probably end up removed. You don't want to be short a hand, or a cock, do you?" "She... wouldn't really?" the younger one asked, hesitant, still looking like he wanted to feel up the elf. "Don't press your luck, boy, or it'll be the last thing you press."<br/><br/>The younger soldier withdrew his hand, though his eyes still followed the bouncing cart's movements.<br/><br/>(A DC 10 Know: Nobility check recalls that Aluriel was a major noble family, prior to the rise of the miasma, though they were lost to it, along with so many others.)