Chapter 47: SAVAGE JAXSON - Not Today

Road Outside LandingTown into MidGale City, Nightway

SAVAGE JAXSON

“They’re there.” Phalanx pointed out the three carriages circled in the clearing. They rested on their bellies peering over a grassy hill. “Easy pickings.”

Savage watched. Face unreadable.

He heard the tall blonde man giving directions. Recognizing him from the year past. In this same location…

“Be careful men.” The one called Sebastian cautioned. Outlining the plan to have three drivers. Himself, Boy, and Alazar each running rein. With two hearty sailors on each carriage to protect the goods.

Well planned. Savage noted.

“Be mindful. Watch for trouble.” Sebastian cautioned. “Especially in deep Nightway.”

Which is flooded with Rebels and assassins.

They all nodded.

Sebastian’s brother, who Savage recognized as the Nauvree, grumbled about getting on the road.

They’re mirror images. He realized of the siblings.

Obviously unimpressed with the whole endeavor.

A shame.

It’s a good endeavor.

They all hopped atop their respective carriages and lurched into motion. A train of vehicles. Transporting a ludicrous amount of supplies.

Phalanx was right.

“Told you it was a lot of goods.” Phalanx whispered from next to him. Crouched over the rise of a hill.

Sebastian was easily heard from the front carriage. Singing robustly as he cheerfully jostled along.

“Seems he’s over his headache.” Nauvree grumbled. Voice carrying to them on the knoll.

“Leave him be.” Savage snaked back down their side of the hill.

“Leave them be?” Phalanx’s dark brows rose incredulously.

“Yea.” Savage paused his slithering to toss Phalanx a meaningful look. “I know what he’s doing with those goods. He does this every year. We’re not interfering in his purpose.”

“Okay…” Phalanx was clearly baffled. Shaking his head as he obeyed Savage’s directive and began backing down the hill as Savage had.

One at the bottom, they caught the rein of their horses. “Follow them.” Savage said. “Make sure they don’t run into trouble.”

“Trouble?”

“Yea. None of ours interfere with them.”

“No assassins…” Phalanx nodded in understanding.

“Stay out of sight…And hearing.” Savage paused. “They hear much better than you’d think.”

“What?”

“He almost heard me following them last year.” Savage murmured. Came very close to catching me following him.

That had slightly impressed Savage since very few ever heard him. Usually only Chavias.

He knows my step.