The Duke's faint smile irritated the slaver more than it really had reason to.  But Ulric continued along the still-obvious trail with the others, keeping his thoughts to himself as they drew closer to the village.  A bit of slick and stealthy movement caught his attention from the corner of his eye.  He kept his eyes straight ahead and his tone level so as not to alert the one shadowing them, he said quietly to the others.  "The natives know we're here.  There's at least one following us ... off to the right."