[quote=@BytheSpleen] [@Claw2k11] Unfortunately, Iosef is already slamming his heels into the horse's thigh, urging it to go on in a full gallop. He hangs quite precariously from the saddle, but if he can clear the range of the human's swings, then re-adjusting the seat could be addressed later. [/quote] Luckily for Iosef, the young man is a rather poor swing and misses every swing towards Iosef. As soon as he distances the castle, he can see that on the outside of a tavern a fight was about to start between a orc and a rather big human. Close to the humans he could see two men, one with a pouch in his hand filled with all sorts of coins and the other simply staring a bit confused at the man. [quote=@Delta44] "I would prefer if one of you would." She replies before looking at the rookie. "Rookie! Lead the way! And don't worry, I'm right behind you if anything happens." [/quote] "As you order, milady!" The rookie says doing a curt bow and riding ahead of her. "Milady, I don't wish to doubt your judgement, but are you sure that it is wise to let the rookie go first?" The high elf asks. As they progress, they can see a small village being raised by large group of goblins and murlocs, the leaders of this band being a hobgoblin armored head to toe in steel armor and armed with a longsword, and a larger murloc armored with leather armor and two shortswords. They don't seem to have noticed the group yet. [quote=@Simple Unicycle] [s]Connor facepalms and realizes his stupid mistake. "Farkin' accent..."[/s] Connor looks in the bag. "The bloody hell is the bleedin' fight for? Gotta be a reason for a good fight, guv. Tell me and I'll cough up me brass." [/quote] "Well, the human that be fighting made a bet with that lass behind the orc that if he manages to beat the big green guy, the lass will do what that guy says for a entire day, if the orc wins the big guy will give them all of his gold. Then, I be thinking, why the hell not start a bet to give some cash to the people who are right, so who do you want to bet for?" [quote=@RabidAnubis] Sir Gorun of House Gravelbeard was already ahead of the crowd regarding the quest. As nobility, he managed to gather the necessary information to get a head start. Still, travelling was slower perhaps than he had wished. His cart carried plenty of supplies for the long journey, and the mules pulled it steadily on the road towards the death marshes. The death marshes would prove to be a problem, but Gorun was confident enough in his enchanting ability to believe that perhaps he could take advantage of any aura or sickness that leaked from it. Even if he failed, he would gain experience from having been there. Gorun continued to ride towards his target, sword in one hand, apple pie in his other, reins around his foot. [/quote] As he walked towards his target, he reached a small group of people that just reached the area, there was a village in the process of being raided by a combined group of goblins and murlocs, the groups being lead by a hobgoblin and a murloc champion. Nor the small group of people, nor the raiding party noticed him, yet, they would soon enough.