[center][h3] [color=FF4F00]Kilo  – Frenzy Camp[/color][/h3]
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Upon arrival Damian received a pointed glance from Kilo, but the muscled warrior wasn’t one to waste time being unpleasant.  Enma’s disgruntled outburst would have earned a response from Kilo had he been given a few more seconds to think, but while the Blade of Phoenix Wing responded something clicked in his own mind as to what exactly might be going on in Belka.  [color=FF4F00]”What if the Rune Knights was doing the quarantine for the plague city?  If they had to stay there to keep others from gettin’ out, they might need people like us to sort out these strays.”[/color]  He zipped up the last pocket on an enormous knapsack, having filled it with bread, carrots, celery, beets, jerky, and hard cheese wrapped in spongy cloths.  Though not the tastiest of provisions, this food would last and last, and the soldiers would certainly be able to survive.  Slinging it over his back easily, Kilo hefted his large steel poleaxe, ready to use it as a walking stick.   In the camp, the general movement neared a fever pitch, indicating that the guild would soon be on the march.

A comment from Ike, who stood nearby, received from the axeling a mighty shrug.  [color=FF4F00]”Dunno.  We might have to, maybe not.  Eliza likes to embellish her stories—make ‘em scarier.  Maybe all we need to do is make a quarantine of our own.  I bet when she said magic ain’t a cure for this plague, she meant conventional treatments.  If we stay put ‘til specialists arrive, we might not have to hurt anyone.”[/color]  By that time, Ike was already walking away, but fortunately a new figure that Kilo recognized as the demon Argus arrived just in time to hear and field a question of his own.  [color=FF4F00]”Jus’ said, maybe we don’t gotta kill anyone.  I hope we don’t.  If we do, it’s only ‘cuz the plague’s really, really bad.”[/color]

Through the camp a piercing whistle echoed, and in a loosely organized mass the fully-equipped warrior guild began to move.  Four wagons drawn by horses came up at the rear, while Chester Graham on his Roleto Beast wheeled overhead in preparation for a scouting mission.  Behind them they left a park with barely any trace that an army once called it home.  Finding Gabriel to be wounded, the swamp witch Morimato Tsubano gave him a antimaggot poultice for his splinter and told him that he could ride one of the horses if he so desired.  Thor, still muddled with sleep, received the same advice.  Kumbha Yatta and Virgil Marowit walked on either side of Ike, bearing the Frenzy Plant standard and the feather fan respectively.  Riona and Ashlyn remained close by, though they found themselves joined by Ange Bolganone to the right, Kilo and Ni Rensa behind, and Nandy Rewman in front.  Bytan Brass and Joakim Fortinbras stood by Argus, near whom Enma also tread, and to whose left Arivaderci Salvay slithered.  Before ten minutes passed, the army stood at the edge of Crocus, on the brink of the grasslands and an ominous adventure.