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Message: <blockquote data-quote="airwalkrr" data-source="post: 6756303" data-attributes="member: 12460">Curly turns around with a bit of a start at all the commotion. It is almost as if he had not noticed until now. "Aye what's this then? John, Horse, Mialee, get your arses back 'ere 'afore ye get cut to ribbons by hidden bandits!"As soon as he seems to grasp the situation, his grin turns to a look of concern for once. He is pensive, pondering, his eyes narrowed. He trots up to Helmut, tossing a knife in the air and catching it on the blade, as he is wont to do. "I think ye have the right of it, mate. This road be crawlin' with men o' the worst sort. Soon as gut ye as look ye in the eye. There's nothin' but trouble to be had runnin' off all half-cocked. If they be bandits, and I wager they are, then they are like to 'ave a camp nearby, where there might be more of them. Or worse, they want ye to follow them into a trap they've laid. If it were me, I'd have the ambush take place off-road too, so as to alert fewer potential witnesses. Then I'd take to pickin' ye off one by one..."He stops speaking abruptly, apparently having said more than he intended. "Erm, not that I ever would or have taken part in any such kind o' business meself. What say we keep an open eye, and continue along. We've only just started out. There are many hours left in the day, and I'd like to arrive at that hostel by nightfall."</blockquote>