[b]GM POST:[/b] "Nonsense," replied a darker, well conditioned male halfling who'd blown the whistle, looking back as he was joined up front by the seven other halflings on riding dogs, and one riderless riding dog, which approached the minotaur with a snarl and raised hair. "I must apologize for the animal, its young and has yet finish its training. As for your question, we don't keep slaves of any kind. Those behind us are just merchants and their mercenaries looking to travel in the company of others. These lands demand caution, and our company helps protect our trade routes, such as this one between our lands southwest of here and the port of Cloak Wood. I'm Errant Marshal Aerostone, and we would appreciate it if you would allow us to continue along this road without conflict. If you're alone and just looking for something, perhaps we can help. With whom do I speak?"