Scourge Twenty-Five - Obeying
Scourge Twenty-Five - Obeying
The donkeys can only gallop for so long before they start to tire out. Worse, so of the carts are damaged. One of them near the middle of the formation has a crooked wheel, and I think weve all been watching and waiting to see it fly off whenever the road gets even a little bit bumpier.
We start to slow down after fifteen minutes of constant running, then when we climb a particularly tall hill, Esteban orders a halt and reins are pulled and cries go up and down the caravan as we stop.
One of the donkeys is dead, another is clearly injured. A few of the carts have so damage to them. Torn straps and such. Only the one with the crooked wheel is really a threat.
No ti to lose, Esteban says. Teo, either get that cart fixed or transfer the things over, Ran, check on the donkeys. Soone unhook that poor creature. Toss the body in a ditch, the monsters can have it.
I jump off the cart and walk over to Esteban, my friends coming up behind . How can we help? I ask.
He spins towards , face twisted in an ugly glower. Get back on your cart and stay there, he says.
I blink back. What?
Are you unable to follow those orders too?
Wait, are you angry because we didnt listen earlier? I ask.
Was that not obvious? he asks. Get back on the cart.
You might have died if we didnt help you, I say. You were in way over your head.
Esteban leans down and his tone shifts so that its much lower, almost a growl. I expect my n to follow my orders. I dont care how talented you are. If you cant do as youre told, then youre not worth much to us. With that he stomps past and continues to scream at his rcs to get to work.
Ess hand lands on my shoulder and she tugs back a bit. Co on, lets get out of everyones way.
I sigh, but I do follow her back to the cart. The Big Hill Lions seem pretty busy. They set up a watch, using the height of the hill as a vantage point to see a good ways around. A few deer frolic by the edge of the forest a ways away, but other than those and a few birds, theres not much to see.
Hes a bit of a jerk, Felix says.
Hes not entirely wrong, Es says.
I glance up at her. Really? I ask. Youre going to take his side?
Es rolls her eyes, then pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose. Its his job, and Teos I suppose, to make sure that order is maintained and that their troops stay in formation and work together. Having a rogue elent, or four I suppose, threatens the rest.
The four of us took out more zombies than anyone else, I say. Im really just arguing for the sake of arguing though. I know what Ess talking about. If I had to lead a group of monsters and so of them disobeyed a lot, I wouldnt be amused, even if they were strong.
Dont pout, Felix says.
Im not pouting, I shoot back. Im expressing my disappointnt.
With your face.
Dont make it weird, Felix.
She grins and bumps her shoulder against mine. Cheer up, its not all bad. We didnt even want to stay with these guys once we get to the next village or whatever.
How long do we have left? I ask.
Biancas the one that replies to . Shes sitting atop a crate, looking just a bit ruffled. Teo ntioned that it will take three days to make it to the village at the base of the Caselfellan Mountains. She gestures eastward, to the unmissable mountain range that takes up the entire horizon. I dont know if were moving faster than usual or not.
Weve been on the road for one day, I say. That ans we have another two days of travelling, not counting today.
Today wasnt very productive so far, Felix says. I dont think weve made up the ti we lost with that fight just by sprinting over to here after, and were burning a lot of ti right now.
It looks like the one damaged cart isnt fixable. Teo and a couple of others shift its cargo over to another cart in a hurry while Ran takes the two unhurt donkeys leading that cart and places them at the front of two others. By the looks of it, a few of the creatures have been hurt. We might end up with too much cargo and not enough animals to pull it all.
The only good thing about the stop is that no one notices when so of my little friends return. Well, Bianca and my friends notice, but theyre not about to make a fuss about a few cute little critters slipping into my cloak and under my clothes.
Estebans screaming rants co to an end soon enough, and we all start to move ahead again. I jump off the side and start walking since it looks like thats what all the others are doing. Theres no point in putting more strain on the animals than we need to. What if that pentagoose returns?
I really dont want to get caught in a wild pentagoose chase, and I dont know if I have enough goodwill with the Big Hill Lions to reveal who I am just to keep them safe.
Fortunately, the walk isnt too bad. Teo makes a point of going around with a water sac for everyone to keep hydrated, and one of the rcenaries cooks a small al on a sort of tal hotplate using careful spurts of anger magic to heat it up.
Its lukewarm oatal, served in tin bowls and without spoons, but its filling food that we can eat without having to stop.
Esteban really wants us to keep moving, no matter what.
I take a couple of little breaks to rest my feet, usually when were heading uphill and the caravan is slowing down anyway. Its all rather boring. I have the impression that all of the rcenaries in the company know that were on the outs with Esteban and that they dont want anything to do with us.
And then we crest a final hill and we can see a fort out ahead.
The Lion Fort! Teo calls out, obviously glad to see the building.
Its a big lump of a fortress, squatting atop a huge sloped hill entirely cleared of trees and with a winding river at the bottom of it. The fort isnt as big as the last outpost we were at. Its more of a fortification than that, but it lacks the village surrounding it.
Teo squints ahead from his spot next to one of the carts drivers. I see movent on the walls, and so smoke. The flags are all good too. I think its manned.
About ti we got so good news, Esteban says. Co on, lets head on over. I havent decided if well be stopping here for the night or not.
Is that fort important? I ask Bianca.
She glances over to the fortress then nods while gesturing to the hills around us. Theres a wide river that way, and because of the way it cuts into the land it forms sothing like a cliff-face. The woods are relatively thick too, with very difficult terrain around them. To the east is a large rocky patch from the mountains. Thats more terrain thats hard to cross. This little area is right in the middle of all that. A sort of natural bottleneck.
So they plopped a big old fort right there. Makes sense, I say.
I passed here on the way north, Bianca says. The fort has a large area designed to funnel monsters in and kill them from above. Its a clever design. They use that to attract large groups of weaker monsters over then kill them from relative safety. It ans that the area is relatively free of weaker monsters.
I nod along, pretending to just be interested in the trivia. Thats not good news. Itll be best if we can be through the fort sooner rather than later.
The trek over to the fortress is surprisingly easy. Soone made a point of keeping the roads here well-maintained. There arent any zig-zags, just a straight path all the way up to the gates on the side of the fort.
As we co closer, I can make out the guards atop the wall, and its clear that theyre all non-zombie humans. Their classes and nas help confirm that once we get close enough.
The gates open, and we walk into a large courtyard where a troupe of so ten or so guards are waiting for us, their commander standing tall and proud in the middle of them. Esteban, you old bastard, he says. Still calling yourself a lion?
Rafael, you slimy old toad, Esteban growls right back. Still sitting atop this old mound and getting fat with old age?
Hah! You can only wish youll be able to grow as old and fat as I have, you runt, Rafael says. But I think I might have to start burning off that fat soon. Theres the stink of battle in the air, and I notice that your so-called lions have been mauled themselves. We should talk.
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