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	[color=2956b2][b][i]Kirkpatrick House:[/i][/b][/color] Will update next round

	[color=2956b2][b][i]Road to Gretna Green:[/i][/b][/color] Once Lord Rutherford and Millicent were the carriage and the door was shut the driver looked down and spotted that William had opted to not join them in the main part of the carriage. He held the reigns to keep the horses steady until William had climbed up and had a seat next to him. "Don't blame ya," he said quietly before waiting for the tell tale double tap on the carriage roof. Once it came he snapped the reigns and the horses started to move, pulling the carriage with them slowly as they exited the grounds of the Kirkpatrick House. 

	Turning down the road, he picked up speed slightly but just slightly as they were still in town as it were. "I wouldn't want to be a fly in that carriage right now," the driver said as they kept moving. "A'long as we don' be havin' no problems should be at the Green within the hour," he added as he palmed both reigns in one hand and took out a piece of cheese he had pocketed. Popping it into his mouth and chewing slowly as they got the edge of town and picked up pace. "God I hope they be done with me after this, I want to be getting back to Port sometime tonight," he muttered under his breath but he doubted this would be the end of it. 

	[color=2956b2][b][i]Port Annan:[/i][/b][/color] A man at the post looked over to Colette and tilted his head to the side. "I be seein', just a minute Miss," he said before turning his pack and reaching through the small window of the office like building, more like an outhouse, but it did the job for the small post. Turning back around he held an old and well used ledger in his hand. "Let me see, let me see," he said as he placed a finger on the page and started going down it. "No Rutherford or Millicent listed but I do be having a Lord Egerton listed that headed out this morning with some others. Only lords listed in the last day," he said before looking up at her. "Sorry miss, don't seem to be having the ones you be looking fer."

	[color=fdc68a]"Yes, yes, like the wind, over the bridge and through the woods to Gretna Green we do, Ludwig knows the way to carry us there through the winding roads and brush,"[/color] Ludwig rambled as he curled his fingers over the edge of the saddle bag. Dieter, his ferret not his brother, was curled up in the bottom of the back and Ludwig was using him as a booster stool to see better. He wouldn't fall out, he couldn't, or he could but he wouldn't. And even if he did, little wings he did have to move quickly and find his way back. Oh yes, it was time to go. There was a bridge not far out of town they would have to cross and then from there it would bend east. That was when things would change, not to Anna they would g but divert to the Green. Yes to the Green. 

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	[color=2956b2][b][i]Road To Gretna Green:[/i][/b][/color] Will update next round.