The appearance of the mercenaries also managed to draw the attention of the defenders atop the city wall. Word had already reached them that a group of mercenaries, vanquished from Keen Village, would be arriving at Shamen Pass.
"Here they come..."
As a startled cry rang out along the wall, the firmly shut city gate began to creak open slowly. Figures stirred on the parapets, and several soldiers of the Bronze Guards hastened up the steps to gaze upon the approaching mercenaries.
As the mercenaries drew nearer, their forms became clearer, revealing blood-stained figures.
Was a thousand people a significant number? It was substantial, yet not overly so. Although they seemed densely packed and the procession appeared long, it was merely an illusion when a crowd congregated. The line was not overly extended, and the count of individuals was not as great as it might initially seem.
Shamen Pass was finally within reach...
