[center][h1][color=ff5000][b]Renar Hagen[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

As Fionn and Nicomede returned, Renar briefly noted that they only had one additional knight in tow. Between the three of them, they'd roped in double their original number as reinforcements. That was fine. He hadn't been expecting too many to be available on a moment's notice at this hour of the night. 

[color=ff5000][b]"A half dozen will be enough. The Knight-Captain deployed with about the same number."[/b][/color] Renar nodded to Fionn's inquiry before moving to a chestnut rouncey. He didn't recognize this particular one, but that was a moot point. At this hour of the night, it didn't particularly matter which steed he took. It would be returned before dawn without its owner ever knowing. 

[color=ff5000][b]"Saddle up. Speed is of the essence here. We make through the city, toward the Cazt tombs. Slow for [i]nothing[/i]. It may make the difference between arriving as timely reinforcements or arriving to put down the freshly raised."[/b][/color] He made sure his poleaxe was strapped snugly to his back before cracking the reins on his borrowed steed. 

Once everyone was mounted atop their horses, Renar led the charge, steadily speeding his steed up to a full gallop as they started making their way through the city streets. The distance to the crypts was short enough that they didn't need to ration the horses' stamina, and even if it had been necessary, they were still on a short timeframe regardless. 


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