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SAM: Can we follow those grooves?
MATT: Yeah. You guys go ahead and follow these the
best you can, eventually making your way to the
outer side of the Crispvale Road, the path that
you were on already, but a little ways north of
where you were. And there you can see the grooves
end, and a number of sets of heavy wagon wheels
begin, or at least have previously pulled off the
trail and then pushed themselves back onto the road.
MARISHA: So it’s impossible to tell if it’s the
same one?
SAM: Can we see which direction those wagon tracks
went in?
MATT: It’s hard to tell which direction wagon
tracks go in, necessarily. Make a survival check.
SAM: Survival. Nine.
MATT: (laughs) Could be going north. Could be
going south. You’re not entirely sure.
SAM: That narrows it down! It’s not east or west,
guys!
MATT: Northeast or southwest.
SAM: God damn it!
MARISHA: Well, that’s more narrow. When it was
going on the road, was it going towards the
direction we were going, or were we following it?
MATT: You’re not entirely certain. The tracks seem
to be traveling either in the northeast direction
that the road goes that you were traveling, or
heading back towards Hupperdook. What you do
notice, though, and what keys you in that this has
something to do with this, is the tracks grind off
the road by about five or ten feet, and that’s
where the grooves of these dragged individuals or
sacks stop. And then it pushes back onto the
road.
LIAM: Here is what I am wondering: why we are
still here. Yasha and Jester and Fjord, they
didn’t know each other before a month ago.
SAM: Who was on watch? It was Fjord and Yasha,
right?
MARISHA: Yeah.
SAM: So they would have been awake. But what about
Jester? She was asleep, right?
MARISHA: She also has a big old crushie on Fjord.
LIAM: If they were taken, that means they came to
our camp and took her, possibly. And even if they
did not, it’s not like we were hiding.
MARISHA: Why couldn’t we hear anything?
SAM: Maybe they weren’t targeting anyone specific,
just coming to grab folks, and those were the ones
that were awake, or closest to the road, or–
LIAM: You’d take the three beefiest of a group of
strangers?
SAM: Well, they took the three ugliest ones. I
mean, they left us.
TALIESIN: First, thank you. Second, they may have
just taken the ones that were furthest away from
the light. They just picked them off, maybe? You
walk away from camp, that’s what happens. I mean,
it’s not the biggest or strongest. It’s the–
SAM: Wait. I’m going to examine the tracks for
blood.