Ralph
"Our numbers are around thirty or more so, " The young knight pointed out, walking alongside the elderly knight as they made their way across the hallways. "Currently, the troops are still making the perimeter around the villag-" Before he could continue, a scream of a woman voice rose upon from them. Bryan immediately made his way to the nearest window and quickly takes notes of where did the voice came from. 

As he looked out the window, he can see a part of the village and up ahead, was a dense forest before them. *But a scream in the night?* He thought, did someone went hunting in the night or something? That didn't matter now. Someone was in trouble, especially a woman. That is. He was barely able to take a quick notice of the shadows before they fades away into the valley of the forests.

He also saw someone was running towards the castle entrance, as if he was ina hurry or sort. *But why does he wore like a hermit or sort?* He wondered, the shadows barely made him able to see the appearance of the mysterious figure. 

Was it a villager from another village needed some help? Perhaps. Perhaps maybe. But that didn't matter now.

"I'll go, you stay here. My lord! " He said, looking back at the elderly knight before giving a nod to his squire to follow him. "Come!" With that said, he breaks into the run.
Dianne
**Felix Reed - Harronkeep Castle**

The meister had to change his clothes in a hurry, and no soon had he finished to hide the mask in his room that he could hear the sound of rushed steps coming from the dungeon.

He came out of his room, trying to hide the fact that he was out of breath.
"Where are you going?" He asked Bryan.
Ralph
Sir Bryan Verandus - Harronheart Country 

His red capes that bear the symbol of the knights of the Ibethielian order swing as he runs through the hallways along his squire. As he ran, he soon stopped the moment as he came across a door that was opening. A familiar man appeared following it, Kiervan. That is. However, he seems to be... Sweating all over himself from his looks. 

"To the forest," The young knight answered, while he kept on looking at his friend's body. "Did you just take a bath or sort?" He asked, confused as he looked very wet judging from his appearance.
Dianne
"I... I did," Lied Kiervan "But then there was this per.. This scream. It sounds as if someone were dying out there."
Ralph
Sir Bryan Verandus - Harronheart Hallways

"...Yeah." He said, nodding a few times after hearing the response from his friend. "Get a towel or sort, will ya" He pointed out, putting his palm on his friend's shoulders as he dimly smiled before he stepped away from him. "Also... Yes. And it came from the forest." He stated, looking at the nearest window nearby as he pointed out with his finger. 

"Want to come along?" The fellow knight asked.
Dianne
"No" Answered Felix. "I want to finish cleaning up, this whole thing caught me halfway trough my bath. Besides, if the guards haven't found anything, I don't think we'll do any better."
Ralph
*Anything?* He thought, confused by what his friend just said. "What do you mean they hasn't found anything yet?" He said, his hands put onto both side of his waist. "The searching just probably begun, my friend." He stated, looking awkwardly with a smile to his friend.
Dianne
"Yes, yes. Of course." Felix remained lost in tought for a moment. "Well, I'll go back to your quarters. Hopefully this whole thing will be forgotten by tomorrow."
Ralph
Sir Bryan Verandus, Harronheart 

"...Right." He spoke, and nodded once more to his friend. "I'll be going then, probably be back in the morning or so." He said, giving his friend one last look before he turned his attention to his squire who stood beside him. "Let go," And with that said, the fellow knight made his way across the hallways again. 

As he arrives at the entrance of the castle gates, there was a small group of soldiers that was gathering around as its seems they were talking about what just happen minutes ago. "Those who are here right now go make a patrol route around the forest." He ordered, looking around the soldiers while he grabbed a torch that has been lighted up nearby. "Don't make it too far away thought, you might get onto the enemy territory out of nowhere somehow." He pointed out and shook his head for a moment.

He called one of the guards to bring over his horse along his squire own over here quickly. He hopped onto the saddles that was strap around his horse, grabbing his veins along with his free hand, while the other holding the torch. "If I don't come back in hours," He said, turning his horse around as he looked at his soldiers once more. "I'll be back in the morning, I assure you." He stated, reassuring his men for this matter. 

Giving a nod to his squire who stood ready at his side along with his horse, the two sets out for this matter. Towards the direction of the dense forest ahead of them, that is. Sooner or so, they eventually made their way into it. Walking at a steady pace, Bryan brought up his torch around to see if he could get any clue or sort. "See anything nearby?" He asked his squire.
Stacey
Hubert entered the Dungeon, he stood at the iron bars of Marius's cell.

"You do know Lancel is not my son right?
His claim may be the worst I have ever seen.
You don't owe allegiance to that brat."

Hubert watched Marius intently.
Dianne
"Do you think I follow Lancel because he is your son? Gods, you remind me of my father..." Marius paused to look on the ground. "But no, I don't owe allegiance. I only owe him my life."
He looked back a Hubert with a resolute glare.

"Lord Hubert!" Said Noëlle. "I'm innocent! I didn't know Viktor had raped a townswoman. If you let me free I'll convince Lancel to abandon his claim, I can do anything, just give me a chance!"
Stacey
Hubert raised his hand and clenched it into a fist gesturing for Noelle to shut up.

"Listen Marius, if you abandon your promise to that thug, I will consider letting you go."
Dianne
Marius stood silent for a while, then said:
"I'll think about it."

"Bullshit!" Screamed Noëlle. "Don't listen to him! He won't turn Lancel over, but I will. He's just saying that to buy time. I, on the other hand, intend to keep my word as long as you keep yours and allow me to leave free..."
Stacey
Hubert walked towards Noelles cage and grabbed here by the front of her shirt and pulled her face into bars.

"I said, SHUT UP!"
Dianne
"Don't touch her!" Erwan, who until now had remained quiet, struck at hubert's hand in an attempt to free her.
Stacey
Hubert's hand was struck, and he retracted it with a light yelp, and backing away from the cell.

"Both of you will hang, dawn will be coming soon."
Dianne
As the old knight made his way out of the dungeon, he could hear the echo of he voices. Believing him gone, the prisioners had begun to speak among themselves:

"I... Will hang?" Asked Noelle. "But I've been more willing to help them than Falke, yet he will be forgiven. Why...?"
Her voice became a faint whisper as hope began to leave her body.
"Why...?"

"Because you're a rat," Said Marius. "Lancel's father will may be a despot, but even he can smell the stink of treachery coming from you. He never meant to spare any of us. You're Bastardblood, Noelle: do you think a man who disowned his own son to spare himself the shame would let me live? No, he only wants to see me renounce Lancel like he did, but I won't give him the pleasure.
I will die with honour. So will Erwan, in his own way. Whereas you Noelle? You will die like you lived: weeping, scared, ashamed..."

"At least I lived," She answered. "You spend your entire life at the service of others. Looks like a bastard like me was destined to die like trash after all, but at least I tried to escape that fate".

"Shut up," Erwan told them. "I don't want to spend the last night of my life bickering with you. Marius and I knew what were doing when we stepped in to save the others, and you were just unlucky. What are you going to do about it?" Both of them became quiet. "That's right. Now, let me see the moon."
Stacey
Hubert stood, out of sight, listening to the prisoners bicker amongst themselves, his pride wasn't hurt at their remarks, he knew they would pay in due course.
Hubert began to think, what if Lancel managed to get his claim legally recognized? What if he couldn't defeat their band of raiders.
He considered sparing them, truly. But he also felt a deep seeded hatred, these prisoners had killed people on his land, he could let that stand.
Hubert left the prisoners to some silence.