[center][img]http://rp.alexarnold.ca/indrau/indrau_p.png[/img][/center] Indrau rode along with the lead knights, a grim look on his face. He had a special, deeply rooted hatred for bandits. There would be no mercy from those that exploit those weaker than them, no matter the excuse. Strength of arms should be used in a virtuous manner and if he had his way the knights would express their strength most virtuously by charging straight down the bandits throats. But all of this talk of scouting bothered him. They would be dismounting to go on foot anyway and sending a smaller scouting force would be just asking for the knights involved to get rolled up in an ambush if there was one. Better to forge ahead in force and strike all at once with overwhelming numbers. They came upon the wagon and they were already well past the point when cavalry stopped being a help so he was already dismounting when the Captain sounded the call to arms. Indrau didn’t rush in, but strode purposefully forward with the point of his blade leading the way and a slender, steel clad walking stick aiding his steps. The slow advance gave the bandits time to raise their weapons against him but this didn’t grant them any special advantage. Even before his injuries He was a gifted fencer and now he was only better. Indrau batted aside the first sword he came up against and disemboweled his target with the backstroke. He made his way to where Tyeathe was, not quite agreeing with her priorities in first aiding the farmer but not quite as disapproving as Elodie had been either. Peasants turned into bandits were little more than a momentary resistance to the knights. Doubtlessly there would be a harder force holding the main camp. Along the way he downed a handful of others, none lasting more than a couple of swings before he landed either a mortal blow or a crippling wound. "This felt like only a token force. I foresee more hardened opposition in the main camp. Perhaps some deserters as well." His expression made it plain to see that this last part was distasteful to even consider.