Alexander closed his eyes for a brief moment as he straightened back to his feet. "That is a good idea. With our luck we'll be outnumbered and I'd rather avoid a fight if I can..." He wouldn't send his men in to possible danger without a good enough reason - after all at this point the members of his personal guard were his friends, they had fought many battles together. "...Still I suggest we stay together for now. Maybe a larger group will give the natives enough of a reason to stay away from us." The duke barked a few orders and two of the musketmen moved roughly 50 feet away from the rest of the group. Far enough to work as eyes and ears, but not quite far enough that retreating back would become a dangerous task - ofcourse if they would get ambushed, now that would be a completely different situation. The tall man glanced at Ulric and smiled faintly. "Perhaps we should continue following the trail?"