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[SeriousConcentrate]

"Sure. Count down whenever you're ready, then."

[Taricus]

: "Right. One... two... THREE!" On three. Adrien leapt int action, throwing his hatchet at the rider at full force. Even if the rider survived that hit, a trail of blood would be an obvious trail to where he would be...

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris deflects the hatchet as he moves to tackle the rider from the horse.

[Haspen]

The rider got knocked from his horse and crash-landed on the road with a crack. His satchel, upon hitting the dirt, released series of loud, rather wet cracking noises, as if lots of glass just got shattered. The horse, panicked, ran away.

As they got closer to the KO'd rider, Chris could notice what's wrong - he easily recognized broken neck.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Well, that was unfortunate. Let's see who he is and what he had."

Chris investigates the sack and the person's identity.

[Haspen]

Chris easily recognized the face as one of the Kesselring messengers, but his name slipped from his mind at the moment.

The satchel had a pile of glassy chunks, corks and glassy chunks with corks, and lots of green liquid that was quickly getting into the satchel's cloth or leaking onto the dirt. There was also a large piece of paper, with something written of it, and the paper was mostly wet by now.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris took and hid the paper. He'd read it later when it dried off. For now he inspected the green liquid to see if he could recognize what it was.

[Haspen]

Using his vast espionage knowledge, Chris easily deduced that it's not poison.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Well, that's probably it for this kid. I wonder if Ami could heal him."

Chris slung the messenger over his shoulder and started walking back to camp. He also took the bag with him; maybe the healer could identify it.

[Taricus]

: "Right, I'll stay here and keep an eye out for anyone else.""

[SeriousConcentrate]

"If you do see anyone, try to flag them down instead of throwing an axe at them."

Chris walked away.

[Taricus]

: "Right, noted. See you back at camp after daybreak."

[scapheap]

Ami see Chirs come back

:"Oh, you're back. With a body. Who is it?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I don't know. One of the Kesselring messengers. He was carrying a bag of glass flasks full of green liquid. I don't recognize those either."

Chris frowned.

"We probably could have asked the guy, but Adrien threw an axe at him. I tackled him to get him out of the way and he broke his neck in the fall. Can you do anything for him, Ami? Or identify these potions?"

[Sirus]

Gregor was finally ready to fall asleep. He closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and

:"Oh, you're back. With a body. Who is it?"

A body? Now what was going on? He briefly considered feigning sleep, but instead forced himself to his feet and wandered over to see what was this latest commotion was.