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![]() "Ah gods .. " the bandit leader drops his head, unable to look Peregrine in the eye.. "What choice have I? I was just her plaything .. the others think I din't know that .." He takes a deep breath " The camp is a little more than 12 hours if you ride straight through. Go south .. south until you hit the woods. Go .. uh .. left around the treeline until you hit Thorn River .. first stream you see.. Follow the path along the river into the woods.. should be at camp about an hour from there. Two watch posts .. north and south of the river. Not sure about the number .. some come and go, but there were .. eight, I believe, when we left, sir."
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![]() As Gaddak and Peregrine finish securing the sleeping bandits near the fire pit, the bandit leader starts to wake.
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![]() Two bandits leading horses enter the grounds of the trading post. Four more, who must have lashed their horses to the hitching fence outside, follow on foot close behind. Kaylee shifts slightly under the wagon to remain unseen. Peregrine peering over the low wall of the stable, his mind instinctively judging the "spread" of the enemy for spellcasting.
The three on foot follow their leader over to the tables, picking at the food and inspecting the amount of alcohol as they straddle the benches. The leader waits to speak again once his mouth is only half full. "So.. Oleg.. you got a little gold for me?" he smacks his lips, inspects his hands and wipes them on his thighs. The double door to the main house opens... and Gaddak appears. ![]()
![]() Happs put his horse between himself and Rogar, and puts a boot in the stirrup to mount. In the corner of his eye, Rogar sees Greenman burst out of the storage shed and the bandit's comical spasm from the startle. He takes a step closer to Happs and times a thrust just as Happs swings himself into the saddle... Rogar withdraws his blade and the bandit leader continues his momentum straight to the ground. ![]()
![]() Happs recovers and whistles loudly for his horse. "Oleg! You will pay for this! Kressle will have your head!" He tries to stab at Rogar with the arrow in his hand.
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![]() "Well hello there good sir Oleg... up and at em pretty early are we? But *gasp* where is the missus? She must still be getting ready, eh?" You hear the sound of one man vaulting off his horse and his boots hitting the ground... "Shall I wake her?" .. a few snickers again... and the sound of another set of boots hitting the ground. |