[color=8493ca][i][b]Two weeks. Two bloody weeks i've been away, and "Bergie" is already under attack.[/b][/i][/color] Rudolph thought to himself shaking his head evidently fed up.
He made his way through the camp to his tent after quickly rousing his squad.
He then hastily collected his belongings and packed up his tent. After sorting himself out, he walked back to his squad to check on their progress.
One had finished his, two were idle and chatting, and the other two were half way through theirs. The two that were chatting eventually saw Rudolph standing there staring at them visibly irritated and quickly squabbled to get theirs sorted. [color=8493ca][i][b]Idiots.[/b][/i][/color] He thought to himself.

He sat on a crate as his unit packed up, waiting for the next order to come in. He quickly scanned his gear to check if all was well, besides a few scratches here and there, it was in good form. He then looked down at his uniform, the dark purple and grey trims were somewhat grimey and were in need of a good wash. The rains were heavy during part of the journey, so mud was unavoidable.

With a sigh Rudolph stood up and then noticed the young Prince walking by. He wandered over to join him. [color=8493ca][b]"Mornin' your majesty."[/b][/color] he said bowing slightly. [color=8493ca][b]"I leave for five minutes and me' home town is under attack."[/b][/color] he said gesturing to the city with a chuckle.
[color=8493ca][b]"So how many orcs are we to be expecting 'milord?"[/b][/color] he asks leaning on his halberd. [color=8493ca][i][b]Sooner we get home, the better.[/b][/i][/color] he thought.