Rumsey shook his head, lifting up one side of his vest and revealing the bloody bandages beneath the gash on his undershirt.<span style="color: green">"These soldiers're more than a little rogue. Maybe the liquor got to 'em, 'r maybe they jus' figger this far outta sight, they ain't take orders from no-one but themselves. But they kidnapped a friend's daughter an' we willin' t'try ta kill me an' a Shieldmaiden t'keep it un'er wraps. Y'walk on up an' ask nicely, an' ye'll be gettin' stuck like a pig 'fore ya finish yer sentence!" </span>Rumsey lowered the brown woolen vest with a slight chuckle.<span style="color: green">"These soldiers're more o' law-breakers than the pirates in this town!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>