The 4 of you do head on out to the stables and to your horses, as the temple in question that the Magus has frequented is off in the mountains a good 3 days ride off. Which means getting past the quarantine and the city guards and the gate. Luckily for you all, you were contracted by the government to find the cure, so you have written permission to leave the city and the vile debaucheries within.<br/><br/>His pegirl giggling in the saddle with him, making sure to rub and grope and purr in all of the right fashions, as you keep up on your way to the nearest east gate. The gate is host to its own large staging area for merchants and their wagons to get ready before the gates opened in the morning, as they are currently being used for an entirely different reason.<br/><br/>Being that there is hundreds upon hundreds of catgirls in the staging area now, all quite angry and facing the gate. The mewling noise is enough to give any of you a splitting headache, as the crowd is dense enough to not allow your horses to get anywhere the gate. Which is a large double door one that can easily allow 4 wagons side by side to pass, which is currently closed and guarded by at least 4 dozen town guards and equal amounts of archers on the wall.<br/><br/>By the time you would think of retreating to another gate, your escape route has been blocked off by more catgirls joining the ensuing riot, along with any other people caught in the dense mass of sexy feline bodies. The screaming and arm waving seems to be more concentrated up front, near the guard house of the gate proper, where there are more guards with tower shields and clubs, looking quite nervous indeed.