Xylona nods at the group's requests. "Perhaps we shall have time to sell any other gear in the next town before we head into the Dwarven mountains?." She also notes that since they'll be heading into humanoid areas again, she'd like some help touching up her makeup and disguises.
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I do expect, of course, that you all used some form of disguise!


The party travels South, along the road, for rest of the day. When they reach the fork, they begin to see various cage-carts driven by horses and mules headed north and then west to the fork. They carry humans and dwarves of various kinds that look sad or stoic, respectively. As the party continues, they see the occasional mounted and well-armored person holding a glaive and with a sword of some kind sheathed at their side. Although they all give you helmeted examinations and slow down to fiddle with something upon their saddle-belts, they do not stop you.

As the party make their way into town, the group notices that there is a lively amount of movement going on. There are armed guards on the outskirts of town, and they stop the lot of you at the gates. You recognize their armor as the same kind that you've seen patrolling on the roads, and now that you're not moving it becomes clearer what they're wearing.
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The man tells you all, Ye all don' look like slavers, now, an' we're having an auction 'round here. And...Wha's a centaur doin here? You peoples all goin' to sell it or summin'? Don' look chained. Where'd ya find it?