Sable took the map from the noble, he was more than a little frustrated none of the scouts had informed him that someone on their watch list was walking into camp. He held out the map for the bear to see it better, holding his arms awkwardly angled as he read the map as well. The path set was supposed to ride right though the middle of the local villages and eventually the parade would meet with a ferry to send off the prisoners to either a watery grave or an island to desert them. Sable guessed the prisoners in question weren't being publicly displayed at where they were being held now, a lords keep no doubt.

"If this were true, liberating them at one of the villages would be the most influential..." Sable said, almost mumbling as he envisioned his foes thoughts "sending the empty carriages to their masters would send a strong message... as would attacking the ferry that is expecting leashed prisoners. Now a prisoner caravan that goes missing without an alarm wouldn't send the right message... they wouldn't know who did it and assume the villagers freed the nobles they liked, possibly invoke a search of the villages we just helped... Your orders?" While he didn't make it known, he was now imagining the equipment that prison guards carried.