I looked around carefully and reached up to hang my bow on a branch. I relax as I listened to the night sounds and closed my eyes. The Duke’s men surged forward as torches burst into flames. Trevor had been right, the rangers were more than enough. I dropped and rolled before pulling my other knife and cutting an orc’s throat. One touched my hand, “we will care for your animals and belongings.”
I nodded and let her lead the horses off. I slowly worked my way around until I was only a few paces from the guard. When I got back to my tent more of the other scouts were back. It found them when I found it.”
Devon laughed and shook his head, “and you probably just sat and waited before going to help the lion.”
I laughed and he sighed, “Fair well Silvan.”
I nodded and Trevor grinned, “This might save us a long march to Crow Peak.”
He turned and waved as he started for the front of the column.
