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Cesare
Diving down an alley way Cesare double backed in the direction in which they had came hoping to lose the guards who had been piling into the blood stained street moments after he had left it himself.
Glancing over his shoulder as he continues to move he notices with a quiet satisfaction that the two men had decided to follow him after all "Come on this way, we'll leave out of the side gate" he called quietly to them with a wave of his arm before disappearing down another alley.
Slowing his pace down to that of a walk knowing that a running man attracted far too much attention within a place like Cytringham much like bleeding men and men in highly noticeable attire for that matter, he speaks casually over his shoulder at the other men whom he was sure were still following him "So tell me, by what names do you go by?"
Absently nodding his head at the answers provided he pauses long enough to pull a shirt from a washing line and toss it at the bleeding Chasind "Put that on if the guards see your bleeding they'll ask questions and slow us down" he spoke using the same tone of voice he had once used when speaking with raw recruits.
Turning one final corner the group find themselves at the small side gate guarded only by a pair of rather bored looking men none of whom were paying them any attention as they approached.
Walking with the confidence of an innocent man Cesare strolls past them and out of the town into the surrounding countryside.
"We'll have to buy our supplies from the next village though it should give you guys time to ask me any questions you may have" the next village along was several miles away but with any luck they should be able to reach it before nightfall if they kept up a steady pace.
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Jaime
Riding cross country the group made better time than they had in amongst the trees, the smear of smoke on the horizon growing as they drew nearer.
The sun was just beginning to set when they caught their first glimpse of the village the small collection of thatched house's burning brightly as the group of raiders continued to loot and pillage gathering together the valuables, slaves and livestock they were to take with them in a cattle corral.
"Must be around thirty men down there...well armed too by the looks of things" Jaime muttered as they watched from atop of the nearby hill, the screams of the villagers echoing up towards them "Attacking them will be difficult...they'd see us and form a shield wall long before we even reached them even on horseback" an image of the closely packed men pointing a wall of spears at him as his horse crashed into them filled his head followed by his own screams as he died beneath their axes...Jaime had seen horses charge a shield wall before and it hadn't ended well...they would have to think of something else.
Diving down an alley way Cesare double backed in the direction in which they had came hoping to lose the guards who had been piling into the blood stained street moments after he had left it himself.
Glancing over his shoulder as he continues to move he notices with a quiet satisfaction that the two men had decided to follow him after all "Come on this way, we'll leave out of the side gate" he called quietly to them with a wave of his arm before disappearing down another alley.
Slowing his pace down to that of a walk knowing that a running man attracted far too much attention within a place like Cytringham much like bleeding men and men in highly noticeable attire for that matter, he speaks casually over his shoulder at the other men whom he was sure were still following him "So tell me, by what names do you go by?"
Absently nodding his head at the answers provided he pauses long enough to pull a shirt from a washing line and toss it at the bleeding Chasind "Put that on if the guards see your bleeding they'll ask questions and slow us down" he spoke using the same tone of voice he had once used when speaking with raw recruits.
Turning one final corner the group find themselves at the small side gate guarded only by a pair of rather bored looking men none of whom were paying them any attention as they approached.
Walking with the confidence of an innocent man Cesare strolls past them and out of the town into the surrounding countryside.
"We'll have to buy our supplies from the next village though it should give you guys time to ask me any questions you may have" the next village along was several miles away but with any luck they should be able to reach it before nightfall if they kept up a steady pace.
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Jaime
Riding cross country the group made better time than they had in amongst the trees, the smear of smoke on the horizon growing as they drew nearer.
The sun was just beginning to set when they caught their first glimpse of the village the small collection of thatched house's burning brightly as the group of raiders continued to loot and pillage gathering together the valuables, slaves and livestock they were to take with them in a cattle corral.
"Must be around thirty men down there...well armed too by the looks of things" Jaime muttered as they watched from atop of the nearby hill, the screams of the villagers echoing up towards them "Attacking them will be difficult...they'd see us and form a shield wall long before we even reached them even on horseback" an image of the closely packed men pointing a wall of spears at him as his horse crashed into them filled his head followed by his own screams as he died beneath their axes...Jaime had seen horses charge a shield wall before and it hadn't ended well...they would have to think of something else.