As the party decends down the hill, a lookout shouts a call down to the group in a circle. The men get up and look towards the group, with the Huge man opening his eyes and scanning the area. Upon seeing the emblem on the shield and the face behind it, he gives a heavy glare and grips his claymore from his side, unsheathing it as he charges to the gate, stretching his sword arm out and pointing the blade directly at Skarsus' throat as they stop.
"Stop there Skarsus! Your not wanted in these parts, and it is only by the grace of Justico that I do not cut you down now. What brings your filthy hide here? You think that we have forgotten what you have done? NO! We have not!"
Pulling his blade away, he sheathes it and turns around, walking through his men as he stops near the campfire, pulling a small red dagger from the ground. He closely examines it and turns around to Skarsus, showing it to him.
"Remember this Skarsus? Probably not, considering your lack of loyalty to your brothers. This was the Dagger you retrieved from the Orc Cheiftain Jomarra, after we finished a 3 year campaign against his forces. You gave it to us, along with this oath, "Through the fires of hell we walk, to achieve what could not be done, for the mighty 23rd Devastators, the battle is never done."
He throws the blade to Skarsus and looks back up at him, clenching his fist, "You told us that you would never leave, that nothing broke our bond. And yet as soon as the King offers a new posting in the Royal Guard, you rush off! No explanation, nothing. WHY!!!"