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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3541069" data-attributes="member: 11760">As the group escorting Khenemet-Apep through the Tulgey Wood makes its way along the Baron's Road, they are anything but silent:"Emus, they were en-route to meet with those who dispense justice in a zone of truth," Emmerson sighs. "Their actions in there would save them or condemn them. No one wanted to execute them on the spot. They escaped because they knew their misdeeds would be uncovered."Hazel's disbelieving snort comes out a bit louder than she intended. With an apologetic shrug, she peers back at Emmerson."If Kat did any 'misdeeds,' y'all know it was only cause he didn't realize they were wrong. Dangling a mystery in front of his nose is like jingling a purse in front of Renraw or putting a pretty gal within three miles of Tock. Can't help but cause trouble.""What Katadid did or didn't do is now irrelevant," Emmerson says with conviction. "They had their chance to tell their side of the story to the bishop and baron of the land and be cleared. Instead, they chose escape. How does that benefit their situation?"And with that, they have arrived in Foxton on Moss."You sure they were running off, Tucker?" Hazel asks. "Maybe you just weren't driving fast enough for them. Seems y'all ended up in the same place anyways.""Why would they stay on the road?" Emmerson interjects, not seeing the sharp look he earns from Hazel. "If I were running away, I would have left it immediately. Perhaps send one of their number ahead with the cart to throw us off the right scent. I doubt they are here.""Well, I'm just the tracker, what do I know?"  Hazel snaps, throwing up her hands. "Maybe they grew wings and flew over the mountain."She stalks off to the Way Inn. Before Emmerson can open his mouth to ask why she's upset, Tucker hustles off after a uniformed deputy, dragging Khenemet-Apep by his shackles."Soldier! Which way to the jail?" Though he can't hear the reply, the deputy points, and sends Tucker off in the right direction.The building was easy enough to find, with its huge wooden door and a plank that reads "gaol" nailed to it. Even without that, the smell was unmistakable: Even the Chandlers' pigpens didn't reek like this. The guard inside jumped when the door opened; despite the ruckus outside, he'd been sleeping on the job."This man disturbed the baron's peace," Tucker reports, indicating the now-gagged Khenemet-Apep. "He put an illegal spell on one of our citizens back in Maidensbridge, then tried his damnedest to murder an agent of law. Oh, and y'all will need some way of keeping a magician bound; this one can jump himself through space at will, so bars don't mean much."He thinks for a moment, remembering the pile of the wizard's possessions he left lying by the side of the road."Plus, he's not carrying any identification papers."Outside, Emmerson finds himself outside the Way Inn, standing with Bufer and the constable, examining the sheets-turned-ropes dangling from a window.Ragglus leads the horses to the Way Inn's stable with a yawn. He knew Tock Chandler as well as anyone, and there was no way he would've let his party stop in Foxton unless it was to throw people off the scent.They were gone. Ragglus was somewhat relieved, if for no other reason than it meant he could get back to the business of getting fall-down drunk again as soon as possible.</blockquote>

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