[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=39b54a]William Fraser[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://bookesther.files.wordpress.com/2017/02/john-thornton-smile-gif.gif?w=500[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=39b54a][b]Location:[/b][/color] [b]Annan[/b]
[color=39b54a][b]Skills:[/b][/color] [i]Seduction (Court), Perception[/i] [/center][hr]

	William could feel the carriage begin to slow, no doubt due to their progress deeper into the town, and William allowed himself to relax slightly. All in all, the last hour or so had been a rush of activity, and he took a moment to truly take stock for the first time. He couldn't truthfully say what it was that had inspired him to offer to join the party. Practicality of offered transport? Some distant echo of honour? Or was it simply boredom? He was jerked out of this self-reflection by the sound of Egerton pounding on the roof of the carriage, urging the driver to increase their pace. His eyes glanced across to Rutherford, to see that the other man didn't seem phased by the delay. It was William's glance towards Millicent that caught his attention however. 

	The young woman was clearly tense, her face drawn as she nervously glanced around, reminding William of an animal about to bolt. But it wasn't Millicent that so fully grabbed William's gaze, rather it was what was beyond her. As the carriage turned a bend, he could make out wheel tracks cut into the earth, the sign of a carriage that took the turn far too quickly. He shifted slightly to get a better look, glancing at his new companions before gesturing towards the tracks as he spoke.

	[color=39b54a][b]"It appears someone is in far more of a rush than we are."[/b][/color]