<em>During the time of rest the caravan master comes back. The man was fully armored, well past thirty winters with grey hairs lining his beard and hairline. It only served to make the man look more grizzled than he would if he was a young man. He was brief and to the point on the matter as he addressed both the guards and you of which you had signed up for on this trek. <strong>"Once we get everything packed away, we're going back to Edenia with the goods. Lots of people are counting on us to break this shortage... Hell lets just call it a siege at this point since no bandits could pull such a co-ordinated stunt like this."</strong> The grizzled caravan leader took a seat and took a bit of fruit, dried fruit from his pack rather than eating from the venison. <strong>"Im dividing the caravan's up into three teams. Smaller battalions should stand a better chance of slipping through whatever net lies in wait for us. You lot.."</strong> He points toward the party of intrepid and aspiring adventures, (meaning you lot) and speaks <strong>"You're going to be going by the southern roads skirting Tantamar Plains. Make your way past that point and get the goods back to Edenia. It took ten days to get here so ten days should get you back. Hopefully we'll all meet up at the gates."</strong><br/><br/>With a bit of fruit on the edge of his dagger he pulls it off and placed it past his lips. His eyes cast down for the moment in contemplation. Another of the guardsmen couldn't help but get a word in edgewise. <strong>"Ya sure about that Ragnar? Cunning filth, these bandits seem to be. Hate to think what they'd do to a bunch of lasses guarding a shipment. Like a silver plate for those shits."</strong> The grizzled leader just gave a deep and patient sigh. <strong>"They knew the risks when joining Lecter. I could care less if they were pixies at this rate. If they get the goods to Edenia, I don't give a damn about the details. We need the food and the money."</strong> Lecter gave a chuckle. <strong>"Oh you got your eye on the prize eh? Bet you'll be summoned up as a hero by the king and queen themselves if you make this work."</strong> Rangar simply mulls on that for a moment. <strong>"Doubt I have the stomach for the festivities. Everyone knows the Prince of Edenia will get the credit. He's funding these endeavors anyway. But yer right in whomever breaks this siege, being the next big thing in the human lands."</strong> Lecter <strong>Fame, fortune, wooing the ladies?"</strong> <strong>"Aye, so we all know whats at stake."</strong></em>