Rath stared at the horse as one of the two guards assigned to go with him offered the reins.
They seemed decent for guards. Rath had a checkered enough past that he preferred to avoid guards as much as possible, especially since, until only a few years ago, they'd been led by the most unreasonable, vindictive bastard the city had ever seen. The new bailiff was nice for a guard, always willing to let people go for a minor bribe after several hours behind bars or in the stocks. The old one and his favorite goons had taken far more unpleasant bribes, and usually they were just as happy to be as mean and brutal as they could get away with.