<strong>Sebastian Archambault</strong>Outside the Carriages [Marcus Dupont, Richard Dupont, Aron & Eriq Gerard, William Bond, Louis Blanc, Lilian Montague]<br/><br/>Cursing his luck as his shot goes wide, Sebastian grunts as he reloads the muzzle of the musket. He uncorks his gunpowder horn with his teeth careful to not spill the precious contents. Tamping down the powder with wool and shot the smith loads another round.<br/><br/><strong>“Well shot, Master Dupont!”</strong>The smith’s cheer dies in his throat as the woman falls only a few span from the carriages. A stone settles in the big man’s stomach. Bastian had an eye for measurements and she was still well within range of those bows.<br/><br/>Sebastian hated the thought of heroics.<em>Heroes only got themselves killed or a pat on the head after their daring deeds were done</em>, he muses. Crouching low he crawls toward the lead horses of the coach and tries to unhook the lead gray gelding from the yoke.<strong>“Damn bloody fool woman,”</strong>he hisses keeping a wary eye on the Falkovnian soldiers and their clumsy target.<strong>“Someone make them keep their heads down,”</strong>he yells grabbing the reins. “<strong>I’ll go out and try and bring her back!”</strong>Running his hand over the flat side of his hammer he lets the musket lie in the dirt.<br/>