Tristan harnesses his bow and makes for high ground. He's done what he can from this vantage point, at this time. None of the King's knights can get to him through this wall of muscle, but neither can he effectively shoot through it. 

Not all the buildings are crumbling with the earth. The cracks just make them easier to climb, again something that Tristan has drilled relentlessly, again an edge he has over opponents wearing heavier armor. To get to a rooftop - this time - is trivial. A loose brick slipping in his hands, shaken loose, just reveals a better handhold, and then a stirrup.

Now he has height. Now he has sight. 

He draws his bow again, fighting between the need to leap off the building at any moment and the urge to steady his aim. He opts for flight, for now, until he's more sure it can hold his weight, until the ground finally rests. Until he knows who to shoot. 

He holds his bow, but he doesn't focus it yet - not like he did with the badger. Now is the time for forests, not trees - he can't allow himself to be distracted by the one that towers over the rest, all must be cut down in their turn. He doesn't focus on the King - that's Sandsfern's fight, right now. 

He focuses on her knights that haven't fled, haven't hesitated. The unwaveringly loyal. The unfortunately mortal. He performs the grim calculus of the order in which they must be killed. 

These knights are the ones willing to die in service to their lord, and he can't help but admire and respect that. It is unfortunate that good knights must die for bad lords and bad causes. He feels no malice towards them, no hatred or anger. He feels pride in his skills, remorse in their application. His pulse quickens. The calculus continues.

Tristan doesn't quiet his heart. He doesn't push down these feelings, or ignore them. Those feelings matter. They just don't change what needs to be done. 

He nocks an arrow. 

[4, 4 +2 = 10 on Wary
• How might I best husband, preserve, or defend my strength?
• Which of my enemies is the biggest threat to me?
• Where am I strong, and where am I weak?]