Stacey
Hubert woke quite late, it was about (11 AM) and the prisoners had not been hanged yet, Hubert had something to look forward to, he was excited to see those traitorous thieving scum hang.
Hubert got up, his nightgown draped down to his knee's, he stretched and yawned, before properly clothing himself in the attire of a nobleman, a fancy one too, this was a special occasion.
He strolled into the lounge and had his breakfast prepared for him.
He looked around for his companions, but didn't really care as to what they were up to, he then began eating his early morning meal.
Dianne
**Felix Reed - Harronkeep Castle**

The young meister joined the table not long after.

He sat and began to eat his food quietly. He had chosen to eat cereal paste, in spite of the meat and fat offered by the chef. Almost as if to keep with his vagabond Melsi appeareance.

"No news of the lost knight?" Felix broke the silence.

There was a worried look on his face. But it wasn't the distress that Hubert had seen on the faces of his prisioners.

It was... Something else. Felix was worried about something in the clouded future.
Stacey
Hubert didn't pick up on the worry Felix had, as he was occupied with his meal.

"I haven't seen them, but I wouldn't worry they are stronger than they are smart."

Hubert chuckled to himself for a moment before finishing his meal.

"Lets hang some thugs!"
Dianne
Felix took a couple seconds to react.

"Do not hang all of them. Start with one to draw the others out.
I say you kill the fat one. The big guy and the pretty gal might get you some coin if you sell them as slaves."
Stacey
Hubert laughed at the young lad ordering him at his own table, but decided to humor him.

"I'd love to, but that *Pretty gal* Is a cowardly wench that deserves to die slowly, and trust me, this wont be a quick hanging."

Hubert thought for a moment 

"We can spare one perhaps."
Dianne
"One? If not the girl, then who?"

Felix had no time to get Hubert's answer. In the distance, a group of seven riders approched, and the household guard in the watchtower was quick to shout to warn the castle of their approach.
Stacey
Hubert had sort of seen this coming and heading to the gatehouse wall to await them, he ordered archers to accompany him to the wall.
Dianne
The riders had approached the wall under the flag of Parley, but upon seeing the archers, more than half tried to turn back.
A single rider rallied them up, and forced them to go forward. Hubert could recognize him immediately: Lancel himself had come to the Harronkeep.
Stacey
Hubert laughed loud enough for Lancel to hear him

"Are you braindead you little brat?"

Hubert stood at the walls his hands on the stone railing, he whistled to his retainer and ordered him to bring his sword, and to fetch the prisoners.

"This had better be good."
Dianne
The young man pulled his horse closer, within firing range of the archers. The parlay flag on one hand, a shield in the other.

"FATHER!" He shouted. "We have you hounds in chains! And we know your secret! We have come to offer you a deal: two prisioners for two prisioners! And a duel of honour in exchange for my silence to the Order Militant of the faith! Let's settle this once and for all!"
Stacey
It suddenly dawned on Hubert.
"Shit."
Hubert thought for a moment, before telling a servant to fetch the prisoners.
"Its your word against mine you little shit!"
Hubert shouted at the top of his lungs.
Dianne
"Your word? What is your word even worth? You're a heretic!" This time, it wasn't Lancel who shouted, but the girl on the horse to his right "You shelter abominations to Saris under your roof!"

She was the only Member of the Sable Brotherhood aside from Lancel. The other five all looked far older than the reaver brats. One of them was particularly grizzled: it was no doubt the leader.
Stacey
"DO NOT SPEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TO!"
Hubert had just about had it, and discreetly grabbed a bow and nocked an arrow waiting for her sincere apology.
"My word is worth far more than all of yours combined, you are outlawed thieves!"
Hubert yelled from the tall wall.
Aaron
Vaughn, SB Hideout

Vaughn sat quietly in the suspended cage. After a further inspection of the metal cage his eyes caught site of a certain metal. They dangled on one of the walls. It was their key out of there! As he turned to Bryan a small smirk came across his face. As he looked down he could only see a few guards. However, if he were to swing discreetly enough, maybe they wouldn't notice. As his hands met the rails he began to push back and forth. The cage began to move forward and backward until it picked up momentum. As he neared the keys he lunged forward as his hand stuck out before grasping the keys. A small jingle was heard as they landed in his hands. As the cage began to lose its momentum it came to a sudden stop. Vaughn would put the key in the lock before turning it, unlocking the cage. However, as it unlocked he would keep his hand on the bar so it would look as if nothing unusual had happened. As he looked to Bryan he would reach his hand through the side bar before handing it off to him.
Ralph
Bryan was thinking about what was gonna happen soon. As they mentioned earlier, they will be heading out to Harronheart soon. *That means some of their member should be still around guarding this hideout.* He thought about it. A escape plan must be made quickly.

Until of course, he heard rattling noises of a key or sort nearby. His thoughts interrupted as he turn and looked. The key, just right in front of him as it held by his friend, Vaughn.

"You lucky bastard!" Bryan answered quietly, happily as he said about it. He reached out his hand for it as he quickly grabbed it over to his side. And, later on. Unlocking his cage.
Dianne
Right as they had finished to unlock his cage, an unwashed man entered the cave.
He was older than the members of the Sable Brotherhood, and looked like a brigand.

Not realizing that the cages were unlocked, due to Vaughn having closed the doors, the man felt confident enough to mock them.

"I see ye' prisioners are awake. It was 'bout time if you ask me. Hope ye' will like the smell of mah piss!"

And dropping his trousers, he began to piss on the ground below the cages.
Aaron
Vaughn, SB Hideout

Vaughn held the cage closed he would hear a sound nearby from below. As he looked down he would see a rather older member of the SB. A small stern look came across his face as he heard the man insult them. As he began to piss below the cages he would force open the cage before dropping down onto the man. As he fell down onto him he would quickly force his fist into his face, as he punched him with a clean right hook. As it landed he quickly grabbed the man's sword. The double edged blade was held in hand as he waited for Sir Bryan to follow.
Ralph
Sir Bryan Verandus, SB Hideout

Upon this, Bryan held his cage before he opens it. Waiting for the right time as the old man starts to... Pee on the ground before them? People do be giving away their dignity, huh? The fellow knight thought, however the old man was not aware of what just happen.

Turning to Vaughn, the two knew what their next move was. Bryan gave a smirk to it, and get ready when the time comes. Then, Vaughn went in first. Jumping on the man before them.

Following behind was Bryan as he open his cage and swiftly jump from it as well. Landing on the man below him with his legs to make sure he's knock out from the force of his landing.
Dianne
The changing weight of the cage meant the trajectory of the drop was slightly off course. Bryan's fall dislocated the bandit's shoulder, making him scream, but not for long.
Vaughn fell after Bryan, knocking the man out cold, and cracking one of his ribs.

The scream wasn't enough to alert the Sable Brotherhood, but it was enough to draw suspicion. The young knight and his friend could hear the sound of several men closing in from all sides...

... They would have to fight their way out.

**Felix Reed - Harronkeep Castle**

Felix saw the household servant come back with Erwan and a wound in his forehead. Had he struggled with bringing the prisioner? No, the chubby boy was as dead inside as ever. Maybe he tried grab the girl? Had to be. Felix could not imagine the servant dragging the brotherhood's champion up there on his own.

"Don't play dumb old man!" Shouted Lancel from below. "Syanna and Regina ran into your witch last night! We know that you're making unholy pacts with the creatures of this forest! Or... Whatever that was!
Your word against mine? I know you won't let it come to that! If you do, we'll denounce you!"

Witch? Last night? Fuck! That was him! Feli- no... Kiervan! And worse still, everyone else, from Hubert to the guards had probably begun to form a loose idea of what Lancel was talking about by now. They had heard the scream last night.

"Don't listen to them." He said. The words were meant as much for Hubert as for the guards. "He is just slandering the name of Lord Horace."

Fuck! His voice came out with less resolve than he had hoped for. At least he didn't stutter.
Stacey
Hubert stood for a moment before deciding he was not going to take any more shit from this kid and personally loosed an arrow at the woman who spoke earlier, his aim was true, perfect, and the arrow was strong and heavy, barbed too, if it were to land it would kill whomever it had been embedded in.
Dianne
Syanna raised her shield, only to be pierced by the arrow. The impact changed the arrow's trajectory, but the barbs of the arrow managed to rip some flesh near her shoulder.

"BASTARD!" Shouted Lancel upon hearing her scream. He had suddenly been consumed by blind rage. "I should've expected it from you, spineless cunt! My sable brothers told me I was in idiot for trying to reason with you, and they were right!
If you never had any intention of releasing our brothers, whose sole crime was fighting in self defense, then so be it!
You want war? We will give you war! I will take what is mine by force! What YOU, denied ME!"

And spitting on the ground, Lancel turned his horse around. The rest followed. The girl covering her arm, the bandit leader with a huge grin on his face. It was clear that the latter had hoped for such a devellopment.

Felix didn't know what to think. He was relieved that the witch was dismissed as slander, but he didn't like the idea of getting caught in a fight between the Horace soldiers and the brigands of the Brotherhood. Not one bit.
Ralph
Sir Bryan Verandus, SB Hideout

*Oh... That ain't great.* He thought about the man they landed at as he heard cracking noises out of him. A few bones must've been broke for sure. However, that didn't stop him kept moving somehow.

Their things were nearby, Bryan went on to it quickly. Grabbing his scabbard as he ties it to his waist, He didn't waste any time of drawing his sword out.

He held his sword firmly, as he heard the noises of footstep approaching their place. Bryan guessed there were probably a few were still around.

They had two way out, Bryan decided to went to the other exit as he knew what was going on the former. "Let go!" He said to his friend, breaking onto a run as he head towards it.
Stacey
Hubert laughed, glad he could annoy the little brat, just then the servant arrived with the prisoner Erwan, still in cuffs.

"Lancel! You looking for this shit stain?"
Aaron
Vaughn, Sable Brotherhood Hideout

As Vaughn had knocked the man out he would take a rusty blade from the man's scabbard. He held it firmly in hand before following behind Bryan to their things. He would quickly put them on with haste as he feared being caught off guard by the other Sable Brotherhood members that lurked inside. As he finished putting his garments on he would quickly take his double edged short sword in his right hand. To his surprise, Sir Bryan took the words right out of his mouth. He quickly followed behind him with sword in hand saying,

"Right behind you!"
Ralph
Sir Bryan Verandus, SB Hideout

The fellow knight made his way across the caves tunnels, running as the two try to find an exit for themselves as fast as he could. The events was in set, time is running. Each moment counts now to them. As the two ran, they soon came across a small group of the brotherhood members. Three of them, to be exact. Guarding a place where they were heading. 

They were all armed, for sure. But did they has the skill for it? The fellow knight thought. The nearest guard was guarding their exit when the two came. Startled, the guard was slow to draw his sword. It cost him. Bryan kicked him in the midsection once, forcing him to drop the weapon, and then once more. He toppled off from his stand to the rocky earth below, but not before Bryan had seized his sword. 

The remaining guard also had the same reaction, as the two quickly get up on his feet around the fire camp they were chilling with. One of them paid for the move with his life, as Bryan hurled the sword he had seized barely moment ago across the distance straight into the guard's chest. 

Once that was done, Bryan quickly get on with it and kept on running on the direction where they were going. The remaining guard should be easily deal by Vaughn for sure. And he surely knows he'll follow him for sure afterwards.