As he eased Arria down, he studied the other group of men. The one who spoke to him coldly was obviously a guard, the other he couldn't quite put his finger on but that small knife would probably have to go at some point, their last companion was a beast that seemed to be highly intelligent but Havarr didn't get to study it for long before it bounded off.

"Wherever my lady goes, I obey and follow." He said moving a bit closer to Arria, he kept his eye on the men and he was ready if one of them was to try to hurt her. "Which i suggest we start by heading home." He said quietly, only Arria could hear him as he finished the rest of his thought "They will only slow us down M'lady." After he finished his thought he returned to a rigid stance like a tin soldier standing at attention.

Havarr turned his attention back at the church a small frown on his face as he noticed the templar captain lying there, the night before, whatever this was. The templars had been talking and laughing, he remembered the captain talking the most. 

[i] "I can't wait until i get home." Said a templar who was sitting on his bed sharpening his sword. The next up to speak was the templar captain "I wish i could stay here forever, some of ladies here have me feeling a little stiff if you know what i mean." The captain said everyone laughed except Havarr, who didn't do anything except listen. "Look at Rand, he didn't even crack a smile." Another templar said, at that moment all attention turned toward Havarr. He was now the center of attention and he did not like it. "Are you into men Rand?" The Captain shouted.

"No sir."
"Are you sure your not a tally whacker?"
Rand was getting angry but he kept it down, he was going to say something maybe insult the captain. But the veteran templar he killed, had spoken up in his defense. "Rand is not into men, I've seen the way he eyes the priestess we guard." The captain chuckled "Ahh, so you like looking but not touching." 

"Too bad, were bound by the same oath while we are on the job." The sword sharpening templar uttered 

"Hey I'm not saying, act on it, but men can dream right?" The captain shouted throwing his arms wide. Havarr couldn't stand this conversation any longer and left the room. He didn't feel like he was a templar anymore anyways. His failure still haunted him, he was kept in the back when it came to guarding Arria. But still he looked back towards the room listening to his brothers all laugh one more time, and headed out into the streets. [/i]

If Havarr had known that was going to be the last night he heard his brothers laughter he would of stayed. The next night those things came and killed everyone. Only his quick thinking had saved him and Arria from being like them. He couldn't help but think any of those templars would of been a better guard then him, but he was the lucky one because he was stuck in the way back and when they broke through he was able to grab Arria and run, that's all Havarr has ever been good at is running, be it chasing the bandits who killed the last sister he guarded, or running away from a horde of those things to save Arria.

And he was set to run again, run away from a threat that could probably wipe this whole planet clean of life. So he could get Arria home, so he could wait there for weeks, or months while the order would debate about sending in templars. And at that point it would be to late they would be scratching at the door, but all of that would come later, right now his only focus was getting Arria home.