Nickolaus could not miss the large-framed son of the the ruling family.  Few in the village matched his stature, both physically and in reputation.  To have him on this quest for righteous vengeance almost insured success; his prowess as a warrior was known throughout the region.  Nickolaus smirked at his approach; he was sure that the feelings were not mutual.  Men like Nickolaus were not worth the time of one so noble.  They never formally met ... Antropos did not have to pay for his fleshly indulgences.  But now they were allies against a common enemy ... whether Antropos liked it or not.<br/><br/>Without any further word of introduction -  he was surprised Antropos knew his name - Nickolaus pointed to the ground at the Amazon's tracks .  "She went this way ... careless, or arrogant."  They followed the sandal prints down through a valley and up onto a plain, leading them to an abandoned Temple site.  It was nearly impossible to see it, the forest growth covering its ancient stones.<br/><br/>"Look!<em>We have her</em>... and unarmed!"  Nickolaus could not believe their good fortune!  There laying by the Temple entrance were her shield and weapons ... she must be inside relieving herself, or resting!  Either way, she was defenseless!  Nickolaus pulled his short sword and headed towards the entrance.  "Come on, Antropos!<em>We have her!"</em>