Stefano woke up around Ludivico's fire and dusted himself of. Seeing Ludivico still asleep he whistled for his hounds and returned to his former tent to retrieve whatever was left. He found the site ransacked with whatever possessions not stolen were sprawled across the ground. He sighed and assesed the damaged. His wine, spare cloths, and lute were nowhere to be seen. His Lyre remained and was luckily undamaged. He looked for his paintings he had made since being kicked out of his home and he found them all, burned to ash in his own fire pit that is. The bastards had taking his pain and smeared it all over his bedroll as a final insult. The idiots did make one terrible mistake. They left all his gunpowder and musket balls.

[i]Later[/i]

Stefano found Ludi assembled in simple lines assembled to hear the commanders speech. Stefano was barely paying attention as his skin itches and his blood was boiling in anticipation for the battle. He did shift his focus when Leroy's head spun 90 degrees from the punch he received. Stefano listened to the newcomers plan and joked to Ludivico, [color=fff200]My first mutiny! are they all this exciting?"[/color] he laughed at his response and turned his focus to the squad they were assigned to.

Three men one looked barely 16. The youth looked so nervous that Stefano was more worried about him slipping on his own urine rather than fighting. He looked like a village kid, not even a farmer based on his skinny arms. A shopkeepers boy perhaps. Stefano looked him over and knew what he needed. He had been given a way to survive in Silas' plan. What he needed was a reason. [color=fff200]"Hey kid... How about a little wager?"[/color]

"Exc..excuse me sir?" he asked timidly. [color=fff200]"You heard me. An honest bet between two soldiers. I say we both busy our coinpurses here. And whoever is still alive gets to retrieve them both."[/color] Stefano said matter of factly. "That's morbid! Why would I do something like that!" Stefano responded calmly, [color=fff200]Because My dear imbecile there is no way you can lose! If I die you walk out of here with a heavy sack of gold to bring back to whatever hovel you climbed out of. If you die then you leave this world with the happy thought of making me a little richer. But more than likely all goes to plan and we meet back here shake hands like gentlemen and go on our merry ways alive and having lost nothing in the process! Come even an ignoramus like yourself can see the fun in this!"[/color]

The boy pondered for a few moments then smiled and outstretched his hand, "Alright mister you have a deal! Shake on it?" Stefano pushed his hand down, [color=fff200]"I'll shake your hand when we meet back here."[/color] the boy nodded and they set to work burrying their money. "Imbecile? Hovel? Ignoramus? What do those words mean?" 

[color=fff200]"I'll tell you later."[/color]

After the deed was done Stefano turned to Ludivico,[color=fff200]"I don't like this Ludi, the terrain is too flat for me to find a good during position. The hills behind me will keep me out of danger and able to provide the cover fire you need, but It will be difficult to signal each other should things go wrong. Thoughts?"[/color]

[@Skull]