“She is a local that is helping us… yes that is as untrustworthy as it sounded.”  Darion replied to the Vulpari while guessing at the distance of the break in the bridge.  As he spoke, and the others hissed and did whatever they were doing, he was listening to how close the villagers were.  Not as far as he would like.  The damn fox had led them up this way, with his damn cart and horse.<br/><br/>It was impossible to miss the look in the woman’s eyes, seeing it made him sigh, though it wasn’t uncommon.  Not many people liked Mercs either, let alone foreigners.  Looked like he wouldn’t ever see her outside her cloths.  Too bad.  At least the thoughts kept his mind off the approaching mob.  “Too bad, I am going to have to hurt one of those merchants for lying to me.”<br/><br/>When they finally got back to focusing on their main problem at that moment, Darion moved over to the edge and looked across, then down.  Seeing the fall, he felt a chill run down his spine, hopefully just form the cold.  “No need lady.  I am pretty sure I can make that… I think.”  He stated a moment, looking behind them to the echoes from the mob, getting closer.  “I’ll go last, you two Ramen, first.  I’ll toss the fox over to you.  Yes, I figured you for ramen as soon as you spoke up.  No one else has those hissing voices.”  As he spoke, he looked at them for just a moment before waiting for the others to go, or make their decisions.  Though he was thinking about way of getting the fox across.  One idea that came to mind and made him grin.  “I can get the fox across too.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>