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Circling around the small band of travelers in a wide arc, Sennex watched as a lavish carriage pulled up to a stop conveniently before the band. Considering his expression, he wondered if the fair male with Elfin features would refuse such a splendid ride.

I'd like to see the weakling walk.

The petty thought quickly vanished as the Elf who he could only imagine to be the ambassador stepped inside. No other could have so strong an aura. And just as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished. Sennex could no more sense the ambassador's presence within the carriage than he could remember his own birth. His low growl of frustration erupted as a piercing eagle's shriek as he swooped slightly lower and in line with the carriage's path. As each member of the foreign party entered, they bacecame effectively invisible to any attempt to the dginn's senses. The protective magic surrounding it was strong.

Well, at least this was a reasonable excuse to follow the retinue. Perhaps he could learn something interesting before the assassin he was looking for arrived. Rising higher, he kept a close eye on the carriage below.