Cassilda shrugged inwardly, it seemed a needless risk to aid the lord, but if it bought them favors in the town perhaps it would be a worthwhile trade. She briefly considered going to the bandits and selling them information about the impending attack. It would be a quick profit, assuming she lived, but what would it gain her. A few gold pieces here and there didn't matter when there were greater prizes to pluck.

For a long moment she considered it, before surrendering to the convience of the current situation. Maybe this captain knew what he was doing after all.

"Three or four prisoners," she said consideringly, her hand toying with her veil.

"Sometimes they don't survive, best to have spares," she concluded.

It would be a simple matter to pin the survivors between the gate and their own force, then shower them with crossbow bolts, and stone until they surrendered. She pulled the veil up over her nose and mouth.

"I am ready when you are captain."