Korick ran back to the cart, he tide Alden's horse and Lady Lily's Horse leashed to run beside it.  He made sure the Oxen were fastened to his wagon.  Scrambling, he crawled into the driver's seat and pushed the oxens on into the High Moors.  While ushering Lily out of the water and onward. Waiting only to load on the other part members and drop a small parcel for Alden and his daughter.  Beth ran along side them through the rolling grassy hills of the moors. Ferns, leafs, and shoots of tan dry vegetation grew up to their chests; Blocking their vision and progress.

For good measure, Korick stopped by Larris's corpse, he grabbed the fallen paladin's holy symbol.  A length of bright red cloth.  And pocketed it.  Then drenched the corpse with a vial of holy water, pure salt, and ran it over with the wagon just to be sure.  He then poured oil and alchemist's fire on it and sped away, letting it burn behind them on the sandy beach as they marched into the moors.

With the party mostly gathered and a minute of breathing room caught, Korick felt the need to state of few things. "That, was barely an entire scouting party, that, that was like the hunting parties scouts."  He mused grimly, " If more hobgoblin's attack us at once we need to be more prepared than that."