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Message: <blockquote data-quote="TwistedMindInc" data-source="post: 3016247" data-attributes="member: 39574">"Well, whatever you wish to decide.. these horses are yours to use or not. If you wish to not travel by them, then you may return them to the stables until you return." He pats one of you on the back and then re-enters the manor.. closing the door behind him.  A few moments of your discussing means of transportation, a merchant's wagon is moving through the street, heavily laden with barrels and sacks for the relief efforts going on in the city. Citizens on foot and on horseback may way for it. Suddenly, two hooded men in chainmail shirts rush from an alley and leap before the train of  horses, causing them to halt. A third man, this one masked, bounds onto the wagon's clapboard and strikes the driver with a club, throwing him from the wagon. "Look carefully, citizens of Arabel," shouts the man on the wagon, pointing down to the hurt driver. "That fate awaits any of you who choose to labor for the tryant on the throne in Suzail! The Freedom Warriors claim these good to support our cause!" Bystanders either look frightened or hurry to get away, so they can deny ever having seen this even unfold. No one else gets involved. All of you notice that several of the goods bear Lady Kestrel's seal (as on the ring); the items on the wagon belong to her merchant company.</blockquote>