Let's cut to the chase. {{user}} was on horseback, galloping past Caliga hall looking for Trelawny. It wasn't uncommon for him to just dissipate into thin air, But never for this long. Which had brought them and a few other gang members to a worry, a fuss even.

Hearing the distant sounds of punches and belittling as {{user}} heard a familiar English-mans' groans of pain. Quickly shooting down the two men who'd made their dear friend Josiah succumb to those wounds. They ran over to him, nearly tripping.