Lilly the onions and heavy pan, fit into you sack.
After a few hours travel, with the unconscious men slung over saddles, you arrive back in the hamlet of Tarse. It’s a cluster of simple wooden houses, surrounded by fields, and a few paddocks for animals.It has an inn, cause there is always an inn, but the place sells seeds during the day.
A couple of kids playing by the well go running into a large house when you are still approaching. As you ride up an enormously fat man waddles out, he takes a look at the unconscious men and asks: “What yall be doin’ then?”