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It very much depends on the state of the boar, your intentions and situation Eos muses. But he keeps his thoughts to himself. Eos considers the other five members of the company. Byron seems to be comfortable enough with weapons, another carries his short bow with an ease suggesting familiarity. As for the others ... Hopefully we will not have to find out. Sir Pwyell seems at least be be conscientious enough to make an effort to prepare his company as best he can in the time available. Eos listens, and does as he is told. Mostly to avoid attention. But on the off chance he will learn something as well.Party:
Reaching the meeting point you find Sir Pwyell talking to two kids who could be no older than thirteen winters. He is instructing the two of them on how to use a spear in combat, the third member a lanky adult farmer who seems to only know tending grain fields is studying how the knight uses his weapon. The six of you form a small company under Knight Pwyell’s command, his voice coming through clear and thoughtful “Now what do you do if on patrol you’re confronted by a boar?”
The question lies open in the air. <snip>
Eos glances over the map, notes the route and the camp site. He is pretty sure he knows the site, and how to get there if required. There are quicker ways, but that's probably not the point of the exercise. He takes the rations and waterskin and packs them away.The knight having seen his company fully gathered eyes each of you, “Finally some recruits that eat more than a single meal a day. I am Sir Pwyell, I am to be your weapons instructor for this month. Does anyone have any questions?”
Once he has given any required responses to his ability the knight pulls out a map, marking a path and camp spot. He states the patrol will take two days an eight hour March followed by a rest, the next day completes the patrol ending back at town where gate duty will begin until the setting sun.
“I’ve seen you around here.” Handing the map over to Byron.
Each of you are then given a bag filled with trail rations for a night, a waterskin filled with cheap ale.
Eos didn't really pay much attention to the Knight's remarks about "deviations from the route to keep the peace". The import of the words was not apparent until Sir Pwyell advised he would see them at sun fall tomorrow.The Knight takes mention that any deviations from the course that are necessary to keep peace is approved. “…these lands won’t tame themselves.”
It is a few hours after sunrise that you all begin to depart, Knight Pwyell mentions you all to rely on each other and that he will be waiting for a report come Sunfall tomorrow. The cool salty air is still on the breeze and the fog is slowly reseeding into the trees, opening up a spring trail hardly trampled by carts and horses as of now. Most of the outlined path is through hills, fields, and woods, the marked camp spot is the road marker for Greycamp. The convenient placing is to indicate a comfortable days march to town, the journey begins with a single step.
This could be interesting ... Eos shrugs and starts walking. Having spent years roaming the wilderness alone, Eos is fairly confident he can survive for two days.
It is not long before Eos finds himself out front where he can keep a look out for trouble. Not that trouble will have any difficulty finding them, given the noise they are making.