[color=goldenrod]"Worry not, Sir Jarde."[/color] the slightly younger of the more seasoned warriors said simply. [color=goldenrod]"I'll be sure to make good upon it once the battle is truly over."[/color]

The other rookie'd of course need a ride back.

Turning his gaze outwards towards the bodies that littered the field for a moment, the leather-clad man allowed the young knight's words to wash over his mind and the scene of their handiwork before them. Though delivered with a smirk on the face and a tongue in the cheek, they did not seem to be wholeheartedly playful... Perhaps he did misread his compatriot, but in the event he had not, Gerard spoke again.

[color=goldenrod]"Kidding or not, your words aren't without merit. Every man has somewhere he comes from. No man acts without a reason. It's something I personally believe we would be unwise as knights to simply forget."[/color] Here he inclined his head to Sir Renar, a return of the nod he had been given earlier. [color=goldenrod]"Though we also can't ignore the choices they made once they reached that point either, as Sir Renar says. They chose their path as one of violence, exploitation, and extortion— something we have sworn to not abide."[/color]

Finally, his amber eyes returned to focus upon the young blonde sickle-wielder, carrying with them a glint of reassurance beneath their weatheredness. They would need him ready for the next stage of this mission.

[color=goldenrod]"And beyond even that, friend; there's no great injustice in choosing your life over he who would end it. You don't need to enjoy the act, but you'll need to be ready for it. Keep that in mind from here on out, and it should keep you upright."[/color]

[@PaulHaynek][@Psyker Landshark]