Willow wanted to duck behind Edol to hide, but at the same time, the organization of the group didn't quite allow for it. She would have to direct her horse to move over, and it would only make her more noticeable.
Grey rode over to the front of their group, not bothering to wait for Nes to break away from them.
The towering man's eyes scanned over their team as he sat atop an absolute unit of a horse.
"Hm. Northell?"
Nes shook his head.
"Not sure what that is, but no. Hearth."
After thinking for a moment, Grey nodded.
"Checks out. You have rats in your ranks."
Withdrawing a sword, the man pointed toward Willow.
"That girl, and the two in front of her."
'Shit, he recognized us right away! Hell, why did this guy point at me and Tori, too? We've never done anything with Northell, aside from when I went with Willow to meet Joff!'
"Everyone in Northell is wanted for terrorism. What do you have to say for yourselves?"
