<span style="color: Magenta">“At least that is all you need.  I think I need blood washed out of all my armor, I have no idea if it can be washed off.”</span><br/><br/>"Eh, blood comes off easily," Lyle replied as he got his second boot in place.  It was a bit warm but not uncomfortably so.  As the chill of the night started to sweep in with the absence of the torches, it was almost a welcome feeling. "Get some water and a cloth and the blood will wash out easily."<br/><br/>While the woman continued to speak, Lyle took notice of somewhat louder voices that were speaking not too far away.  Curious, he looked over in that direction and his eyes squinted as he tried to make out who it was.  Even in the dark he would've recognized Ser Katharine as she was one of the few that was actually armored for combat and one of the very, very few women who knew what she was doing.<br/><br/>The big, gruff speaker was also hard to not recognize.  Lyle remembered a giant, roaring figure that had leaped down upon the bandits and the archer could only guess that this was the same man.  He had dropped something in front of Katharine - Lyle wasn't sure what - and now he was engaged in conversation.  Leaning his head forward, Lyle strained to hear what was being discussed.<br/><br/><span style="color: Magenta">“Do you know what is going on? What are they talking about?”</span><br/><br/>Lyle took a deep breath and let it out slowly, looking resigned. "Weeellll...from the way it sounds there me be another attack coming from the north.  Katharine there wants everyone to prepare in case they do show up.  And then there's that big guy..." He pointed, even though it would've been hard to make out due to the darkness. "Wants to go to the bandit camp and finish them off directly.  Or something."<br/><br/>That's what it sounded like to him but, either way, he wasn't getting dragged into another fight.  Especially if he was gonna go right in the heart of a bandit camp.  They just barely survived one rampaging bandit attack, why go seeking another fight so soon?  Only a simple hunter, Lyle couldn't understand the logic.<br/><br/>"I'm with you though," he continued. "Ggonna get the hell out of here.  I think I fought hard enough to earn my freedom and with the bandits having retreated there has to be some kind of opening that we can use to sneak out of here."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>