[i]"Do you see that banner there?" Maren points to the banner as the boar riders escape back from whence they came, "It is of human design. Why would the orcs carry that?" [/i]

Cassius squints into the darkness where Maren is pointing, but by the time he locates the pitch dark silhouette against the black-blue sky, it's gone over the hill. He shrugs his shoulders slightly, "I'm not exactly a seer of any sort, milady - I have not the faintest idea.. unless you happen to know an orc personally?" Cassius briefly scoff-laughs before making a note of Maren's sudden onset of exhaustion. Smile faded and replaced with one of neutrality, he gestures vaguely in the general direction of Maren's quarters, "Perhaps we should retire for the night- or, rather, you retire."