I'm finally here at the borders. And... fuck... of course, it isn't going to be easy. There's a checkpoint stationed at the road where the borders of each country meet. A bunch of knights and soldiers are checking each and every traveler for the criminal, namely me.
I stepped in line behind a lot of travelers waiting to be inspected. A few more travelers who just arrived stood behind me, joining the queue as well. The line moved relatively quickly and it was soon my turn to be inspected.
"Take off your hood and place your hand on the glass tablet. We will be asking you a few questions before you can proceed."