A few days passed since Tyr convinced the others to stay their hand, it was refreshing because he knew he could gather clues about where he came from.
Tyr laid in wait, he instructed Wychard to welcome them as the rest of them laid in wait for a possible ambush.
Tyr knew things might very well go south because from what Wychard told him, Uttredus was the one that they were used to doing business with.
The men, however, did not just drop the slaves at the shore, collect their money, and head to their next destination.
They were going to rest and freshen up before they headed back, this gave them time to inspect the slaves that they might be interested in.
Tyr knew they might be suspicious but he knew there was no way the slavers would pay attention to the monk's face. He would have had a warrior do the hairstyle to escort Wychard but Wychard guaranteed he had it under control because the men were sturdy compared to the monks' lanky body stature exempting Uttredus.
