((Games Poet, I am aware fo your concern, and I think Toro can vouch for me, there is more to it then just these 20 Estalians. I've been a major player in Rp and stories for some time now and I can swear to you, I will never do anything to take the story off its path. If you look at the grand scheme of what is going on, only 20 men, a band of Dawnstriders, and 10 huntsmen are involved in this little side scene. It is by no means a major event nore to be taken as such. The majority of fluff and story has yet to be expressed, this was simpely a small enterence and it is being greeted as such. 40 men are not going to turn the tide of the world nore change and alter a story. This is truely just a side bit of Rp and fun that we are tossing around. The Main story line is between The main characters, these are all simpley, to be put in Startrek's terms, red shirts. Careful not to blow this out of porportion, I think you are seeing these events larger then what they are.))
The 20 knights finished off the last runner. Trotting back they took a head count of the points they gained. Rodreigo, looks up up and with a slight sigh mumbles. "I only got 4 of the rats..10 points total. . . These towns are too small, the people too barbaric... Its loosing its fun already! Maybe, if we are lucky, a real challenge might show itself! Some green skins, or some real bandits eh?! None of these, peasant farmers and their pitch forks!" This was only greeted by grunts from the other knights. It was true, they did not enjoy this land, and they thought even less of the people. They did not see what Leon saw, they did not see what their Lord saw, they did not see why they were here. Traveling on in their Ignorant bliss, they left the ruins of the camp towns behind. Knowing full well these people did not have gold, nore riches, these were poor beggars to them...
The knights crossed the great field and over through the farm lands, back onto the dirt road. Knowing if they fallowed it, they would come back to the town Leon was staying at. Rodreigo could not help but pipe up, "4 camp towns, 3 days, you would think this land would have some order, or something worth fighting eh?!" The knight closest to Rodreigo only grunted out, "You would also think the women would be attractive... Seems that's not going to happen either..." The men chuckled to themselves as they marched back to the town. To them, currently, it was a good day.