[center][b][color=ed1c24]Marius[/color][/b][/center]Marius ran his fingers through his fine beard, pondering over what Jerod had just told him.

“I don’t know if going and talking to Sir Jacob would be the wisest of decisions.  When I rode past his carriage, Sir Jacob was already lost in heavy sleep.  We all know what happened to Sir Andres when he unexpectedly woke everyone up.  He got to experience the wrath of [i]Princess Steel Toe[/i], as my fellow knights like to call Princess Caroline.”

“Anyways, by the sound of what was happening in that cart, it seems like a conflict was arising between our lovely princess and our local dark mage.  I don’t want to be anywhere near that if such a conflict reaches its boiling point.”

While Marius was responding to his mercenary companion, Jerod had continued to scan the horizon.  Jerod had already mentioned his distrust of the Feroxians, but Marius did not think that the people of Regna Ferox would be that daring to assault this caravan.  Although Marius was unsure what else he was looking for, he decided it would be best to ask.

“So, Sir Jerod, it seems obvious that you are trying to act like a lookout or a sentinel.  Beyond rogue Feroxians, what else are you scanning the fields for?”