The Merchant
The road to Phandelver stays kind if you keep to the quarry path. North fork near dusk, then watch for the cairn stones. That ledger of yours is worth more than my mule, I hope you know.
Bren
We hear you. Speak plain, or go.
The Merchant
Plain then, the eastern slope is clear. If Xar has ears on it, they are late. I want no part of the rest.
She tightens the mule's straps, gives Kynes one last measuring look, then turns downslope. Hooves scrape stone as she leads the beast away into the dawn mist.
The ridge falls quiet again. Violet light lingers over the open ledger, its marked entry bright in the pale morning.
Kynes
The merchant leaves with the map in her head. The road is open, for now.
“" curious" is all he says then turns to Bren, " ok ledger bearer, your key master tires of this dreary place. Let us leave never to return." I make lite of the recent events." Let us go be as goats."”
SUCCESS (Fair Agility, rolled +1)