"well that is actually preferable, what do i need to kill"
"The Asturans will be recieving a great diplomat. The man you will kill is considered a great healer by his people. Kill him, and my friends will do the rest." You exit the hut, and mount the horse she gives you, and set out for Zanora, the Asturan capital.
We ride! I'm guessing the crooked horse is mine...ride back to the camp and join the celebration, as well collect my pay and find my squire, if he survived...
On the way, ask what "work" she has in mind.
You mount your horses, and set off. You ask her if you can go find your squire, and perhaps join in the celebrations. "There is no time, brother," she says. "Those infidels
1 in Spain have been watching Cordovia and Astrua since you left."
"What possible interest could they have in a backwater such as this?"
"A backwater whose borders are only lightly defended? If they manage to conquer Cordova, the heartlands of Europe will be at their mercy."
"Then why not attack earlier? They could easily wipe the combined forces of Cordova and Astrua in an open battle."
"Yes, but what about fighting in one of the many mountain passes that dot their borders? Too agressive a move by the Almohades would bind the Cordovians and Asturans together, buying the rest of Christanity enough time to gather an army and crush their Mulism hoards."
"But if they offer King Edmund military help..."
"Exactly, that is what we are going to stop."
Together, you set out to Zanora.
1At this time in Spain, more than half was controlled by the Almohades, who were Muslim. However, for the past hundreds of years, the size of their territories have been slowly shrinking.Gedwyn of Ernheim:
[5] You cartwheel to the feast, doing many flips and jumps as possible. Everyone is impressed. (New trait: Impressive) [1] Sadly, you are still an unknown freelance, and the only friends you make are other, unimportant freelances like yourself. Oh well.
One of the more important freelances stands up. "Fellow warriors!" he bellows, "We have won a great victory! (Everyone cheers at this point.) Yet even in these southlands, winter is upon us, and soon these peasants must return to their fields, to prepare for the coming spring. We may have crushed the Asturan army, but soon our army will dissolve. That is why I am offering 100 talers to any freelances who will come with me to take Segia, and give the Astruans there a good licking!"