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"This is Leesha, Herb Gatherer of Deliverer’s Hollow, foriers," Rojer said, gesturing to Leesha "The others are Cutters couard us on the road; Gared, Wonda, and, er…Flinn"

Wonda gasped Flinn Cutter was her father’s name, a man killed in the Battle of Cutter’s Hollow less than a year earlier Rojer iretted the iuard asked, pointing his chin at the Painted Man

Rojer leaned in close, dropping his voice to a whisper "He’s badly de on his deforuard asked "Do they kill corelings in the Hollow? They say the Deliverer has co with him the battle wards of old"

Rojer nodded "Gared here has killed dozens hiive to have uard said

"We’ve coh"

"That what you got in the cart?" the guard asked "Weapons?" As he spoke, a few other guards walked back to inspect the contents

"No weapons," Rojer said, his throat tightening at the thought of the the hidden couards said, opening one of the sacks

"They’re ht he said you was an Herb Gatherer," the guard said

"I’uard looked at her, then at Wonda, then shook his head "Women warriors, wo out in the hamlets" Leesha bristled at that, but Rojer laid a hand on her aruards had ht Dancer Much of the stallion’s iant aniuardto peek under the Painted Man’s hood The Painted Man obliged hiht could reach under the shadows of his cowl

The guard gasped and backed away, hurrying over to his superior, as still speaking to Rojer He whispered in the lieutenant’s ear, and his eyes widened

"Clear the way!" the lieutenant shouted to the other guards "Let the thee into the city

"I’m not sure if that ell or not," Rojer said

"What’s done is done," the Painted Man said "Let’s move quickly before word spreads"

They headed into the bustling city streets, boardwalked to prevent corelings fro a path to rise within the city’s wardnet They had to diss considerably, but it also allowed the Painted Man to virtually disappear between the horses and behind the cart