After a while, Emmett stopped whistling, and smiled to himself as Reiko attempted to imitate it. She was interrupted however, by a voice. Someone vaguely familiar, but he couldn't place him.
"Excuse me and good day to you both; I am an official in need of an escort to Namako, with it being besieged and all and with how dangerous the roads are these days. I have have you have recruited some individuals of a martial nature and are travelling to Namako. I sincerely request permission to travel with you and in return, I can provide you with my services."
Emmett stroked his moustache thoughtfully. "And what services would those be?" While he waited for the man's answer, he carried on walking, heading into the stables, where a horse drawn cart painted in a flaking red was contained. Moving to a couple of the stalls, he led out his two horses, and began attaching them to the cart. Then he walked around to the cart's back and moved some of the thickly piled hay to reveal his bags. All of them were still there, and were undisturbed, so he piled the hay back on top, concealing them once more.
"Excuse me and good day to you both; I am an official in need of an escort to Namako, with it being besieged and all and with how dangerous the roads are these days. I have have you have recruited some individuals of a martial nature and are travelling to Namako. I sincerely request permission to travel with you and in return, I can provide you with my services."
Emmett stroked his moustache thoughtfully. "And what services would those be?" While he waited for the man's answer, he carried on walking, heading into the stables, where a horse drawn cart painted in a flaking red was contained. Moving to a couple of the stalls, he led out his two horses, and began attaching them to the cart. Then he walked around to the cart's back and moved some of the thickly piled hay to reveal his bags. All of them were still there, and were undisturbed, so he piled the hay back on top, concealing them once more.