The trio arrives back at Brahm’s camp just as the sun dips beneath the horizon. All of the tents were packed away, and Brahm himself is standing at the front of a large carriage.
‘Good to see you’ve joined us. Quickly, get in! We need to leave this town!’ The guard quickly rejoins his fellows, and Isaac and Jacques scramble inside Brahm’s carriage.
‘Alright men! We are off!’ An enthusiastic Brahm shouts. Though slow at first, the caravan picks up its pace and quickly heads off into the darkness of the Harkonian wilderness.