[color=8dc73f][h3]Mission: Blackmarsh[/h3][/color]

[i]Blackmarsh.  Why on earth would Dulcena be sending the prisoners there? [/i] 

"Blackrest'll be fine," Gris replied, handing over a few silver coins to the fisherman.  The pair climbed aboard quickly, not wanting to give the fisherman a chance to change his mind.  "Much appreciated.  I'm Otho, this here is Jacob."

Oldrick looked less than pleased as he turned the wagon around and headed north again, now worried both about these two strangers accompanying the party and about potentially meeting whoever they happened to be running from.  But as the boat pushed away from the little dock, it was too late to do much about it at this point.  Now all he had to decide was if he should tell Dulcena about this little hitch in her plans.