Dropping upon the points of his elbows and soon shuffling across the dirt and tall grass, the hunter crept along by crawling up to the edge of the tent he had been freed from not long before. The guards had their attention rightfully elsewhere given the hysteria that had erupted over the fire, seeming to almost feed their dark hearts with the sufferings of their own faction. Despite the glow of the aforementioned flames and the apparent success he had in what it was he had done, the man had no interest in dawdling and wasting his opportunity. He crawled across the expanse back again under the rickety tent's outstretched tarp, returning to the prisoners. Not pausing to dust himself off, he rose only to one knee and came to a point of brief rest before them.

Taking a breath, he thought for a moment, eyes searching both the people and the emptiness of the tent. What to be said? What to be done? The most direct one was the one he had time for. There was no opportunity to explain, no safety to do so. The fires, the guards, and the kobolds were not eternal in their activity. The man's golden stare settled and he spoke softly at last, hushed but enough for them to hear the address.

"If you wish to save yourselves, I will set you free," The words carried, addressing them all, though well aware the enfeebled, broken people of them would not escape, could not escape, "But you all must run, following the road back to your home. Do not stop or go alone or they might find you."

One of his leather and steel clad hands reached down to the knife settled upon his belt, drawing it. Brannor then motioned for whoever wished to escape their bindings first, to be set free again upon the world. It would be no easy thing, no small task asked of them. They would need flee like an animal hunted, far and wide from here with nothing but themselves and the others beside them to rely upon. The outlander did not expect these people to survive or even succeed, yet he was going to afford them their chance; it was part of the plan after all and something they much needed.

Once he would free them all, those he could, he would usher them out the way he had left and came again, urging them to then split into small groups and sneak away as fast as they could manage.

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