They do and it goes…not that well actually.

Uklag sits in the middle of four other men. They had overwhelmed the original guards with some quick magic, no survivors. In spite of his original plan Uklag kept the slaves around afterwards, one because it would look incredibly suspicious if he didn’t and second because either the bear-man was freeing or abducting these slaves.

In both cases he had some leverage here. The cart was bumping over the road, one of the men suddenly falls over and into Uklag’s lap. “Be a little bit more careful will you?” Uklag asks and pushes the man to the side again. They can’t hear him, he shocked them into unconsciousness earlier, and his question went to Alratha who was stirring the cart, Catherine at her side.

“We can’t exactly increase road quality, Master.” Catherine says and turns the page of the book she has taken with her. Uklag sighs, he of course knows she is right. Suddenly men break from hiding, around ten of them, and storm at the cart. “Here they are.” Uklag muses and watches as they close in on the cart.

“There is no bear-man around…we’ll paralyze them first, maybe they know something.” Uklag stands up and throws lightning at the forerunners. He had thought that that would intimidate them enough to stop their ****, instead they come at him with twice the speed. ‘That is certainly unexpected, but nothing we can’t handle.’ Catherine is keeping a few of them at bay with fire and Alratha has already taken out two of them with the enchanted stilettos. After a simple sting they are paralyzed by a single electric discharge.

Uklag smiles at his certain victory when the bear man appears. A giant with the head of a bear, well a cape made from the head and skin of a bear. The fact that with him suddenly thirty more men appear isn’t exactly to Uklag’s liking. He ponders his chances for a bit. 'Well, we haven't killed anybody yet, maybe we can talk if we surrender now' he thinks and jumps of the cart. “We give in...” as a manner of symbolism he throws his staff on the ground. The men retrieve their paralyzed comrades and the slaves. A single guy steps to Alratha and she starts laughing maniacally. “You are the guy with the funny eyebrows!” she exclaims.

They close in on her and Catherine, likely to take them custody. This is when Uklag speaks up again. “Touch me or my property and there will be a bloodbath.” He says that while looking at the behemoth of a man that is their leader. The men look at him as well, all wait for his decision.