"Absolutely every bit of consideration that is due...I can assure you Thomas." Servian said as he spurred the large stallion in to a gallop and quickly closed the distance between Kennith's nag and his horse. The four berserker guard waited a few yards and then mounted their horses, smiling and still laughing at the inside joke their master had just made. They carried several large spears for the hunt, which were tethered to their horses saddles.<br/><br/>Servian rode his large horse hard at Kennith's pony, purposely spooking the old beast of burden. His mount shifted nervously and Kennith almost spilled off of his mount, before regaining control.<br/><br/>"This  is a brave endeavor  Count Lanning....We men of Long Hook use packs of Mastiff dogs to stir the boar from their nests in the bush.....But I can see you have different customs here in Green Valley, it's is a very brave act to use your guide to accomplish the task...seems overly dangerous though....May I ask,  are their ever any hunting accidents while using this technique?" Servian asked, a large cruel smile adorning his face, in truth it was more of a wolf's snarl than an actual smile.