All was going well with the transport of the treasure. That is until we stopped one night about 2 weeks South of the Kennish/Forlandian border. Our horses spooked during the evening and went “home” to the nearest Forlandian outpost, a regional command center of some 500 troops. We had more bad luck and a foot patrol of scouts backtracked us to our camp. While we did dispose of the scouts that left us without horses and on short time as the scouts would surely be missed.