“It’s a matter of perspective. For most, all they see are criminals serving their time. And don’t be mistaken; many of those people in chains are harden bandits who’re likely be serving this sentence until they’re tossed to the side. Still... Most people don’t care about the few who came there by mistake. ‘Won’t happen to me’ they’d think. ‘I don’t break the law’ they’ll say to themselves. Fair weather friends the whole lot of them. If everything is going fine they’ll stay by your side, but as soon as trouble comes along you’re on your own. That... That is what’s wrong with this country.” She says bitterly.

Soon the caravan would pass the chain gang and continue on their way. About three hours into the trip Andras called for a break, so Ferric parked off to the side. There was a tree they provided some shade as Andras allowed his mules out of their harnesses to graze and rest. Shortfang stayed under the tree with Andrews and was teaching him how to use a crossbow. Buddy was helping Ferric and Andras remove the chains off their wheels while Elena was gathering up some wood for a small campfire. Pylia took this time to look around for herbs and roots to make medicine with.

It seemed like a fairly calm and peaceful moment. There wasn’t much cover for any monsters to hide behind so no way for them to sneak up on the party unless they were invisible. “We’re about two, maybe three leagues away now. Perhaps less if we take those new roads! Eat up, handle your business, we’ll leave once we get these chains off our wheels.”