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[Darvi]

"Oh look, we have company. Maybe they need our help!"

[Taricus]

: "Nah, it's overused by everyone. How about the Drakefangs instead?"

[Emral282]

Silently listening to the discussion, Daniel noticed another group coming from the opposite direction they were traveling. Going to the front of the party, he kept a close eye on the other group, trying to see whether they were simple travelers or something more sinister, like bandits.

[scapheap]

:"Not really feeling Drakefangs myself. How about Wolfpack?"

Ami look toward the sounds of the other group.

[Criptfeind]

Henry slowly slowed his walking pace until he was situated behind the group, then slid his hand into his pack and grabbed his book of fire magic.

"Out of those options I would totally vote for Sarius' Wolves. The other names sound a little... ridiculous. On the other hand I am not sure if that is really the name of a successful long term company, since it sorta brings to mind how on our first mission we lost a important member fairly quickly...

But hey. Better then Drakefangs."

[Haspen]

The other group at last came close to the mercenaries. It was a small group of rough looking men, dressed in dirty, ragged uniforms of Prixima's guards. The girl leading them, however, had ebony-purple armor without any insignia at all. She looked like a soldier, true, and she kept her right hand on her sheathed blade.
After her group stopped in front of the mercs, blocking their way and thus forcing them into a stop, she saluted briefly.

"Greetings! I'm Arinne of the Kesselring Fortress Road Guard. Who are you?" Her voice and laconic speech sounded perfectly like of an army officer.

[Emral282]

"We are a group of Mercanaries hired to do a job for Lady Prixima in the name of Menelea."

[Criptfeind]

"Ah hello. We are the mercenary company 'Young Wolves'. We were hired by Lady Prixima for a mission and we are on our way to the keep to receive further orders."

[Haspen]

Arinne blinked with surprise.

"Mercenaries?... Oh, right, mercenaries! Those are good news. And here I was worried that you might be attacked by bandits. This forest is close to the Fortress, but there are always few bold bandits these times. We will gladly escort you in the final part of your journey." With those words, Arinne turned on her heels and back walking through her soldiers, mumbling commands and waving her right hand toward them in somewhat informal-looking gestures, and they began following.

[Criptfeind]

Herny looked at his companions and shrugged. Starting to follow after.

[Emral282]

Daniel nodded and started to follow the soldiers.

[Furtuka]

Derrick started to open his mouth to introduce himself as the others did before being cut off by the woman's response. With a dejected look on his face he continued walking with the others.

[Haspen]

As the time passed, the mercenaries could notice few - maybe important, maybe not - things:

Arinne's group was getting thinner and thinner with every minute. Not by the way of numbers, but by th way how stretched it was. While the pair of axemen who were walking basically in front of the mercenaries kept the same pace all the time, Arinne and most of her group was already several metres away from them, and Arinne was seemingly taking lead in this marching differences.

[Furtuka]

Derrick took note of this and continued walking, assuming that they were either leading the way there or keeping watch for trouble.

[Emral282]

Daniel raised an eyebrow at the soldiers' actions and subtly shifted his posture to quickly draw his sword in case of trouble.