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[color=Aqua][h1]PEREN[/h1][/color]

Didn't take long to find their tracks, the man moved like a big fat cow, he didn't even try to hide or cover the tracks.
Peren knew he was dealing with some barbarian mercenary, and better yet..he knew where they were going. 
The elf changed course, quickly heading to where he believed they were going.


[color=OrangeRed][h1]IRONWOLF[/h1][/color]

Ironwolf hastly ran, pulling the girl behind him, and if she slowed or stopped, he would drag her along, until she kept up again.
Around late early morning, they came across the camp of the enemy of her father.
This time the viking untied her wrists for a brief moment, allowing her to let the blood circulate and flow, before tieing them back again, but t is time around a tree.
"If you try to escape, all bets are off, and I will kill you,  but not before i have my way with you, understand?"
Ironwolf snuck away, and several minutes pass by, before he returns with one horse.
Untying Marrabella from the tree, he loosely bounded her wrists again, so that they wouldn't cut off the circulation again.
He helped her up onto the horse, and then climbed up into the saddle behind her.
Spurring the horse, they rode off, their next destiny, the ship he came in on.