He's been at the last fort on the Mendevian side of the border for a day and a half when one of the local soldiers finds him.  "Ser, um, Aemine?"  He salutes a bit tentatively.  "That, uh, Chelish patrol with the cleric is on its way in, did you want to-"  His expression makes it clear he's not sure why he'd want to do anything with the Chelish troops if he wasn't ordered to.