After stabling their wagons and mounts just outside of Margrave so as to better avoid detection, Silt had led the others through the winding alleys of the Lower City with more confidence than knowledge. If not for Mash’s towering presence, they likely would have paid for his inept navigation with their purses, if not their lives, but as it was, they made it through unharmed, although many eyes watched them go from the shadows.
