"'Bout fucking time." Lance grumbled as he followed the girl out of a forest and onto a cobblestone road. It wasn't really that wide, though maybe a small vehicle could speed through with little effort. He kept a foldable hoverbike back on the [i]Renegade,[/i] but he didn't want to use it just yet. And so, the two of them walked down the path in silence. The landscape looked pretty normal, with vast fields and patches of trees here and there. It wasn't exactly Dover, but it resembled the general landscape of the colony world.

Just then, he heard the galloping of horses, followed by his companion shouting something along the lines of 'bandit'. Lance growled as he turned around, seeing a couple of men riding towards them on horses. The wore what appeared to be pieces of metal and cloth scrapped together. All of them were holding some sort of sharp object. He glanced at his companion, and saw her unsling her bow and prepare an arrow. Meanwhile, Lance simply stood unmoving as the 'bandits' closed the gap.

Then he began to laugh.

"Alright, seriously?" He said between breaths. "Fucking [i]bandits?[/i] I mean, come on. This is one hell of a roleplaying game." Staring at them, he spread his arms wide. "Guys, come on. I'm not part of this. Can we just pause for a second and help me out here?" Lance asked, obviously not taking them seriously.