<em>Rieta, your intuition allows you to discern that one of the scouts spotted something up ahead. There is always at least one scout that is much further along the path ahead of the caravan and this time they came back and went straight to one of the dwarven guards whom then went to the luxury caravan where the merchant prince was and then went to the back wagon where some poor souls whom had bought passage came out to start gathering up. Others were being ushered up ahead to join you. They, along with you were essentially meant to be use as fodder in case something really bad was up ahead. <br/><br/>The dwarf had little patience for many questions that Aten and Masune might have had. He was grumpy, sober and hungry, a deadly combination for a dwarf guard. He gruffly harrumphed and spoke up to them</em><strong>"The first scouts came back. Said theres an abandoned campsite up ahead. Looks like there was a struggle. You lot wanted to come along for cheaper fare, you earn your keep. You're investigating that area for bandits or whatever made that disturbance."</strong><em>He spoke flatly as if this wasn't something they could talk their way out of. The dwarf looked the part that he was not in the mood for any rubbish. Soon enough there was a polite mewl from a flying cat and the dwarf grumbles.</em><strong>"I need a fucking drink."</strong><br/><br/><em>Eventually the small group of a traveling knight, a scoundrel, a priest and a flying cat soon would be assembled. Onwards they walk towards the disturbance described to the lot of them. Heading on ahead of the caravan, the small gathering of wayward souls are able to put a good distance between them and the slow moving caravan. Heading on down the road, towards where the surrounding woodlands become thicker and more dense, you have a moment to looks amongst your peers. The lot of you are for the most part strangers from different walks of life now having to work together for the sake of traveling onwards.<br/><br/>Soon enough you come across the sight that the scout was talking about. There was a small campsite with a fallen log nearby a burnt out campfire. Just off the road on the right. The ashes were still smoldering and there was a few discarded items here and there. However, there’s no sign of anybody nearby. There was however the signs of an obvious struggle…</em>