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— Dragonback —[/center]

The hopelessly paranoid knight was in motion before the first flight of arrows had reached the formation. His bad leg was already slipped from the stirrup and he, somewhat less skillfully than he might have hoped, rolled from the saddle to land on the ground in a half crouch. He drew his blade and cast about with his eyes. Some feeling or premonition had set his nerves on edge.

The strange weight in his sword, was it a trick of his mind and the tiresome days on the road or something else.

A heartbeat later his horse screamed in pain and bolted, leaving him open. Indrau swore and made for the safety of his fellow knights.


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— Dragonback —[/center]

"I'm sure he does a lot of venting, lest he explode."

Suddenly they were under attack. Salz pivoted on the spot, thrusting her burden of children between herself and the wagon. Such a large target couldn't possible come through a volley unscathed however. As a couple bounced harmlessly off of her armour a single one pierced the chain over her shoulder. With a vicious snarl she snapped the shaft near the head between two fingers and reached up into the wagon for her spear, her own height worth of oak as large around as a mans wrist and topped with a slender leaf shaped head as long as her hand.

"Get under the wagon and stay there."

Now she pulled off the heavy canvas cover and used it to cover at least one side of the wagon. Spear in hand she stood over the Sunfield twins.