A squad of fifty walked along the road, most of them wore pieces of light armour or chainmail and a light set of blue robes were draped across their gear, it was the colours of the house they served.
On their shoulders an emblem of a circular shield was stitched onto their clothes, they bore the coat of arms of House Kurt.
Every person held a weapon in hand as they marched in a neat formation with a large cart at the centre of the formation.
The cart was pulled by four enormous horse's each one was almost twice the size of a cow, and on the cart the horse's pulled, a thick steel cage sat.
"We've been searching for a week now, and there isn't a single trace of one bloody orc hair, let alone some silver haired noble orc," Corten complained, he was the lieutenant sitting in the rear of the formation, and just a little behind him was the captain of the squad.
