Cortos
The Roaring Brother, Baal-Asha River
It was Eli's first expedition with the squad.
It was a particularly cloudy late morning. Elias and his two other squadmates sat huddled in dense foliage just before the river bank opposite to their objective, an old Cortosi fortress and one of many major crossing points of the Baal-Asha's eastern distributary. The squad's momentary resting point was at the very tip of the bend. To their right, a bridge led from an abandoned checkpoint to the fortress itself, which had become occupied by a rather formidable band of mercenaries. The fort's drawbridge was up, which had left them with a daunting challenge to tackle.
"You know, Portimao is only a tenday's ride from here," said the normally quiet Route, who had become a bit more talkative as they'd gotten closer to his birthplace. He was an exceptional pathfinder, navigator, and guide on the road. Though they hadn't faced any such obstacles, the others said that nobody else had a nose for sniffing out ambushes quite like he did. Elias learned that prior to joining the squad, the man spent the early years of his career as a Ranger and was scouted for the Black Guard, where he served only briefly before joining the Dragonsbane squad.
"D'you miss home?" Eli asked.
"Vel Anir is home. Er, well, I guess Vel Castere now."
What Elias and most others didn't know was that as a child, Route was present in Portimao when it was besieged in a naval operation carried out by Vel Anir. It left him without any relatives to speak of, and Captain Holstag was responsible for rehoming him in an Anirian orphanage. What nobody knew was that Route used his leave to visit the orphanage whenever he could. Helping out there was how he met Vivien.
Their remaining squadmates were lying in wait by the bridge for them to drop the drawbridge. The plan was simple. Cross the river, scale the wall, drop the bridge and open the gate.
"We're ready on your signal, Black." Route said.
The Roaring Brother, Baal-Asha River
It was Eli's first expedition with the squad.
It was a particularly cloudy late morning. Elias and his two other squadmates sat huddled in dense foliage just before the river bank opposite to their objective, an old Cortosi fortress and one of many major crossing points of the Baal-Asha's eastern distributary. The squad's momentary resting point was at the very tip of the bend. To their right, a bridge led from an abandoned checkpoint to the fortress itself, which had become occupied by a rather formidable band of mercenaries. The fort's drawbridge was up, which had left them with a daunting challenge to tackle.
"You know, Portimao is only a tenday's ride from here," said the normally quiet Route, who had become a bit more talkative as they'd gotten closer to his birthplace. He was an exceptional pathfinder, navigator, and guide on the road. Though they hadn't faced any such obstacles, the others said that nobody else had a nose for sniffing out ambushes quite like he did. Elias learned that prior to joining the squad, the man spent the early years of his career as a Ranger and was scouted for the Black Guard, where he served only briefly before joining the Dragonsbane squad.
"D'you miss home?" Eli asked.
"Vel Anir is home. Er, well, I guess Vel Castere now."
What Elias and most others didn't know was that as a child, Route was present in Portimao when it was besieged in a naval operation carried out by Vel Anir. It left him without any relatives to speak of, and Captain Holstag was responsible for rehoming him in an Anirian orphanage. What nobody knew was that Route used his leave to visit the orphanage whenever he could. Helping out there was how he met Vivien.
Their remaining squadmates were lying in wait by the bridge for them to drop the drawbridge. The plan was simple. Cross the river, scale the wall, drop the bridge and open the gate.
"We're ready on your signal, Black." Route said.
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