Though the healing potion closed the wound on his head, Dunathar could feel the knot forming as the others discussed what to do. As they began to mount up, Dunathar finally spoke up.
"For what it is worth, I don't think riding into what could possibly be another battle so soon would be the best for us right now. These Hextorites were going somewhere, hopefully away from more Hextor freaks, and hopefully, they won't be missed for awhile. I saw we press foward to the closest outpost on the map and rest for a couple of days so I can open the chest and see what is inside of it. It will also allow us to unload the excess goods so we don't sound like a merchant caravan while we travel. However, if you all want to press foward following the tracks, I'll take point again."