Il Sposoletto screwed up his face as the archer walked away; the man had been unnecessarily rude. Sniffing slightly and spitting on the ground, he turned away from the retreating archer and continued on his journey towards the centre of the camp. While the mood was slightly subdued, nothing could truly quieten the early morning racket of close to 400 soldiers and camp followers. Sposoletto wondered who, of the two Lieutenants, he would throw his lot in with. Whoever paid the most, he supposed.

Before he knew it he was at the centre of the camp, in front of the Blacksmith.
"Wulfric," he called, once the hammering had died away, "we're heading out to some hamlets along the river. Do you still require any scrap metals?"
[@WestWall] [[Yes or no doesn't matter]]
Sposoletto nodded his understanding to Wulfric. It was safe to be on the good side of all the craftsmen in the camp, and the little groom regularly took the time to give that little bit extra. Giving the slightest courtiers bow, he parted ways with the blacksmith and made his way towards the Stables.

By the time he arrived, the rest of his Lancia - Ottavio, and four hardened Tarati veterans armed with an assortment of weapons - had arrived and were ready to go. He looked over towards where Amberstone stood with his mount, the only real bowman of their band. Everyone else was armed with crossbows, all former squires or veteran soldiers from the Taranti city-states. "We're to leave no resources for the enemy outside these walls. South-east along the river there are supposed to be two farms and a small hamlet. Anything of use we are to take, anything we can't take we destroy."
Sposoletto mounted his horse in one swift movement and looked over to Ottavio, who made a couple of short hand gestures and looked pointedly at the Archer. "When we arrive, Ottavio wants you to take two of the other men and locate any winter supplies the farmers won't tell us about. We can't leave anything to our enemies."
Ottavio nodded, then indicated towards the gate, and they all headed off.

[[[@Mattchstick] I'm writing on my phone at the moment cause my computers carked it. I'll chime in as much as I can but my posts will be short or wont be that fleshed out]]