Rochnur shrugged at Cora "Ah if you gave the thief all our stuff, wwe would have just taken yours." He smiled. "But have it your way. There's more food if you want it." Rochnur looked around a bit "We should get moving." He sighed.

Cora nodded and went over to shake the prisoner awake, holding in her hand some dried meat and a piece of bread. "Eat, then we'll put you back in the wagon..." she informed him in somewhat of a kinder tone, making sure his hands were tied firmly, though before him, so he could eat the food she had handed him. She crouched near him, keeping her eyes on him.

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Lenne listened to the whole conversation between Cora and Rochnur, but she remained silent. She would normally be eating by now, but she just wasn't in the mood for anything. "I saw deer where I was attacked. Maybe you could hunt some and eat it." She told the two of them, hoping to be of some help. She felt stupid.

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"There's not time." Rochnur said. "We need to get going, and hunting would slow us down. Further up the road, perhaps. How are you feeling, Lenne? Is there anything you need? That looks like a mighty fine blow to the head."

Lenne smiled and slowly stood up, only feeling a bit dizzy. "I'll be fine. I've had worse..." She sighed and shook her head. "I shouldn't have been so foolish." She looked upset, so she walked ahead of the others.

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Deawen swung up in the saddle she sat waiting she traced the silver inlay.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Malhock pretneded to be tired as he woke. He looked at the food with wide eyes and grabbed it eating it like a a hungry dog.
He looked up at Cora and smiled.
"Thank you..."
He held his hands up to her signaling he was ready to be taken away.

(I'm asuming his feet are still bound?)

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Deawen looked up from her designs and watched the prisoner.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(As far as I can tell, your feet are still bound)
Rochnur ambled over to the prisoner and cut the bonds that wrapped around his feet. "Get up, and please, please, don't do anything foolish." Rochnur nudged him forward, leading him to the cart.

Lenne was ahead still, looking around for anything suspicious. She then looked behind her and saw the prisoner. Just looking at him now, made her cringe. She had done something nice for him and he repayed her by trying to choke her to death. She shuddered and looked straight. "Why don't you choke him, Rochnur?" She told him, angrily.

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Cora glanced towards Lenne. "He sees captors such as us just as he saw the orcs, Lenne... I'm sorry for what he did to you, but you haven't come along this trip for a joy ride, now have you? The contract signed by us all stated that there would be risk involved..." Her tone was somewhat bland and matter of fact as she climbed into the wagon seat. "I suggest you sit beside me until you get some strength back, Lenne," her tone was kinder now as she smiled. She took up the reins and clucked to the horses, slapping the reins lightly on their broad backs.

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"I don't really know." Rochnur sighed. "I want to, but killing in cold blood would bring me down to the level of a criminal. Violence isn't alwaays the answer."

Lenne looked to Cora and stayed by her. She looked behind herself to face Rochnur. "I wasn't serious... just sarcastic." She sighed and looked to the ground.

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Rochnur smiled weakly as he glanced at Lenne. She sure had looked like she ment what she said to him.
He glanced at the man he was leading. Was this man faking too? Were his words and emotions imaginary, and he was just looking for a way to escape? Rochnur had no way to be sure, and he didn't like that.

(is you are talking about Renald, he is gone)
Deawen coaxed her horse forward with a slight nudged her horse pranced slightly getting used to the new ground. Deawen turned her horse around abit leaned forward in the saddle and the horse took off before she past everyone she yelled " I'll be back later!"
she raced off she knew the way they were going but she had a second mission to take care of and she was already late.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Lenne took a deep breath and looked to the ground. She ran her fingers over her throat and cleared it a little. She couldn't believe that she had even thought of killing someone. It wasn't in her nature to do so. She shook her head and ran her fingers through her hair. "I'm sorry, Rochnur." She told him, sadly.

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