The party works out the details of hitching the team to the carriage and gets on their way. A few miles down the road, the carriage comes to a roadblock manned by three Peacekeepers and a High Strangler, using their spare time to torment Chumley, the erudite half-giant from Riverton. The party attacks, and nearly all of them would have been slain in an explosion of magical fire from the Strangler had there not been divine intervention. They eventually overwhelm the Southerners and free Chumley. The party patches him up and he heads off to find Jacob Dain and evacuate with them to the North.
The party travels without incident down the Imperial roads for ten days before coming to Penshin. When they glimpse the massive Imperial city for the first time, they notice several hundred troop transports moored in the bay, and more under construction at the city’s dry docks, presumably preparing for a sea invasion of the North. After some clumsy legerdemain at the city’s gate, the party passes into the city unhindered, stows their carriage at a boarding house for a week and ensconces themselves in Harfur’s safehouse in the darkest slums of the city.