One the four of you finish eating, decide upon your plan of attack, and paid for your bill you make your way down the simple dirt road toward the alleged site of the raid. Sure enough after three hours of walking down the backwoods clandestine road you find the ruined armored carriage, the signs of a hard fought battle, and plenty of bloody patches where people had succumbed to their wounds.  The site was still fresh from the encounter that occured only a few days prior, save for the lack of decaying bodies since the local town watch was at least gracious enough to clear them from the road to give them a proper burial claiming that was the extent of what their duties obligated of them.  After all, the fight occurred well out of their jurisdiction and they weren't paid near well enough to hunt down bandits whose winnings would likely be offloaded in their economy over the next few months rather than the bulk shipped back to the noble house who had money to spare anyways.<br/><br/>It is obvious that fire had been rained down upon the carriage from the way several armored panels were partially melted and warped before heavy tools were used to pry open the locked doors that now hung open.  The inside was rather large, significantly larger than a simple passenger transport.  On one side were cut leather straps, likely where the chest was secured against the wall. At the other end was several metal chains hanging from metal eyelets high up on the wall.  Whatever it secured in place was long and wide, but not overly tall given the placements of the severed chains.  Though the battle made a mess of things, it doesn't take you long to locate the clear trail that the bandits had made before their ambush that must have been a sizeable force on account of the scale of their trail.