[h2][center][u][b]Leofric[/b][/u][/center][/h2]

As the distant cheers started to grow louder, the crowds in the street started to push even stronger and it was unsettling the horses even more. The woman was still with them and it turned out she was really wanting the money for the entrance to the arena. “Okay, okay, give my friends one of your poultices and I’ll pay for your entry.” Leofric stopped speaking for a second to think. Suddenly he jumped off his horse and took off his massive olive cloak, then chucked it onto his horse. Under his cloak he was wearing a plain leather gambeson and under that was chain mail, it was nothing compared to finely made ornamental armour he once wore as a commander, but it did its job and was less noticeable. There was a hatchet on his right side and he pulled a short sword from the baggage on the horse and attached it to the left side of his hip. “You two take my horse and see if you can hear any news at the tavern. If the lady here doesn’t mind, I’ll escort her to the arena.” 

His two friends looked at each other unsurely before Rolland decided to speak. “Do you think that’s wise?” He looked over to the woman with the hood up not fully trusting her and not fully trusting the decision. “Would it not be better if we stuck together?”

“I didn’t think it would be possible to be more cautious than me Rolland.” Leofric let out a laugh, “But I’m sure I’ll be fine. I don’t think I’ll be long anyway. I want to see how the young Prince gets on.” Leofric like every other citizen from Greytry knew what the Princes of Etrid had to do on their coronation and Leofrics curiosity had gotten the better of him. “Keep your hoods down anyway, I think we might be looking a bit too suspicious with our hoods up like we’ve got something to hide.” He said it quietly so only the three of them could hear and maybe the woman waiting for her money. “And if you manage to find my son before I return, give him a clout round the ear for me.” Leofric walked off before the two could say anything to him. He handed the money to the woman and said, “From the sounds of it we don’t have much time before it starts so stick with me.” Leofric, marching ahead went down an alleyway, knowing the shortcuts that people who weren’t familiar with the city wouldn’t know of and seeing that the people crowding in the streets weren’t from here the alleyways were rather quiet. He continued on to the arena hoping to himself that this prince might be worthy of the crown.  

[@psych0pomp]