<strong>"Truly, it is possible that what the noble Gwyn said might happen",</strong>Gargantua said, winking at the warrior woman.<strong>"But when Darius gets something in his head, it's effort badly misspent to so much as try and persuade him otherwise. Let him try and act as the missing wheel of the cart."<br/><br/>"We're not nearly as worried about him",</strong>one of the mercenaries explained to Lisa.<strong>"By the way, I'm Garth."<br/></strong>Garth had an unremarkable face, plain and rounded, but not quite round.<br/><strong>"We're afraid he might come back as a revenant and chase those that offended him",</strong>another added.<strong>"I'm Vlad".</strong><br/>This one had an almost completely round face, pock-marked and with two criss-crossing scars making an "X" over it.<br/><strong>"Sometimes, those that come back from the grave, remain and start feeding on people",</strong>Garth explained.<br/><br/>Not so much as half an hour later, what the party had half-expected came to be. The other wheel of the cart fell off, too.<br/>Darius took his spear and shield and handed them to Garth, then pushed the body over his cloack and lifted one side of it. Vlad lifted another, and between the two of them, they proceeded to carry the body.<br/>Other than that, there were no accidents.<br/>The party reached the eastern edge of the Village of Kensla and finds themselves on top of a ridge looking down into a valley formed by the Artane Stream. A large village green is the center with an open air building in the southwest corner. Along the ridge to the south is a stone temple with a dome, probably of Mytra. The road continues down the slope into the village and there is a lane going south to the temple.<br/><strong>"Hope they have nice inns",</strong>Vlad sighed.<br/><strong>"In that backwater of a place? Hah! Just hope there are no flies in the wooden cups they probably serve the local poison in!",</strong>Gargantua answered haughtily.