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The horses, from what Vordel could tell, had broken free of their restraints and run to the east when the wagon had careened wildly off the road.

"All manner of things." Wily Zim said. "I peddle goods from one town to the next.  They don't have Skyforge steel in Dawnstar, and they don't have Ghost Sea salmon in Morthal.  It's mainly blades and ale in there now."

The wagon shuddered as it struggled over the uneven ground, the axles threatening to break under strain they weren't meant to bear.

"Steady." Smith murmured. "Easy does her..."