It is good to be smart, and being so I decided to do a potentially dangerous and unnerving thing. Instead of heading like an arrow away from Seamire, I did a double back on three days ride to see if anyone was following. Knowledge is power and so it would be good to see who is on my tail.

I had left the village of Tranwer three days ago, leaving behind sufficient hints to suggest I had headed south. Now I was back there wearing a false beard and sporting a rather colourful topcoat.

The nothing of a village has the one tavern, The Old One, located in the center of the village. I spent the whole day there pretending to be waiting for a fellow traveller.

Just as I was done listening to the bores of the village a group of men and women walked in. There were five in total and to my professional eye they were very dangerous people.

It is the nature of the job that thieves must have a very good ear and I happen to have a exceptional one. Listening in to the conversations the group were looking for a man, a dwarf and an elf travelling together. Phew…some other poor lags. Nothing to do with me.

Looks like I am good so far