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Looking down at the two, now unconscious, males the massive knight settled his hammer on the ground and rested his hand on the pommel while thinking of what to do next. Of course, it wouldn't be long before a few other of the knights caught up to him, one in specific speaking up once he got there. "Captain Rolith, sir. The bandit leader, and the treasure are gone." The larger knight nodded his head once and lifted his hammer back up over his shoulder to get ready to start heading his way out, but not before turning to the knight that reported to him, and the few other that came with him. "Get these two loaded onto the prison cart. Send Sir Pent, Sir Ver, and Sir Berus out to search for the leader. Let them know not to come back until Sunrise if they don't find him."
"Yessir!" Each of the knights exclaimed as they got themselves around to his commands. Picking up both Howakhan, and Daisuke and tossing them over their metal clad shoulders. Carrying them away with very little care to their well being, out through the nearest exit of the burning camp and onward to a series of carriages, soldiers, and battle ready mounts. Tossing them onto one of the carriages that were barred and put together as a cage. There were a few other prisoners inside, ten in total with Daisuke and Howakhan being counted. Both of the knights remained there as watch after shutting the gate they used to open it, and playing the guards of that particular cart.
In the camp Rolith had begun to investigate through the embers to see what was going on. He wanted to get a good idea of where their leader could have gone. Looking over the field of how many of his men had been felled and how many of the togs were now gone, a sorrowful look filled his face. "Those two.. they're the only bandits from this camp that didn't surrender, or end up dead.. how many of these were by their hands?" He asked himself, leaning down to place his hand on the side of one of the togs. His eyes closed, and when he looked up he saw what was soon to be a wildfire if they didn't hurry up and get to controlling it. "No time to mourn.." He quickly stood and called more of his men over to work on getting anyone on fire put out, and work on building a circle of stone and dirt to prevent it from spreading any further.
At this point Howakhan has begun to wake. His eyes straining as they first opened, and his ears still ringing slightly from the blow to the head. One of his hands quickly reaching up to the sharp sting that still remained. Surprised to find that it wasn't bleeding, it seemed like it was just a very well placed blow. He was still laying there, recollecting everything that happened, and soon the hand moved down to his gut. Feeling along the tender area near his ribs to see if any were cracked, or broken. It felt like there may have been a fracture from the pain when he put pressure near the bottom ribs, but he couldn't feel anything too bad as he traced them. Of course, he knew there would be a massive bruise there, it was not a gentle hit. His eyes finally fully opened and began to focus on the several criminals around him. He couldn't recognize a single one of them. Ignoring the glares he worked on sitting himself up, looking over to find Daisuke, kind of happy to see that he was fine. Though his attention soon turned to the number of prisoner carts; no way they needed this many for that camp. They weren't that long back either, most of the men looked recently defeated. Did they hit both camps back to back? His eyes quickly found themselves on the number of knights, and soldiers around. "This is an army force... why would they bring an entire battalion for bandits?"
"Yessir!" Each of the knights exclaimed as they got themselves around to his commands. Picking up both Howakhan, and Daisuke and tossing them over their metal clad shoulders. Carrying them away with very little care to their well being, out through the nearest exit of the burning camp and onward to a series of carriages, soldiers, and battle ready mounts. Tossing them onto one of the carriages that were barred and put together as a cage. There were a few other prisoners inside, ten in total with Daisuke and Howakhan being counted. Both of the knights remained there as watch after shutting the gate they used to open it, and playing the guards of that particular cart.
In the camp Rolith had begun to investigate through the embers to see what was going on. He wanted to get a good idea of where their leader could have gone. Looking over the field of how many of his men had been felled and how many of the togs were now gone, a sorrowful look filled his face. "Those two.. they're the only bandits from this camp that didn't surrender, or end up dead.. how many of these were by their hands?" He asked himself, leaning down to place his hand on the side of one of the togs. His eyes closed, and when he looked up he saw what was soon to be a wildfire if they didn't hurry up and get to controlling it. "No time to mourn.." He quickly stood and called more of his men over to work on getting anyone on fire put out, and work on building a circle of stone and dirt to prevent it from spreading any further.
At this point Howakhan has begun to wake. His eyes straining as they first opened, and his ears still ringing slightly from the blow to the head. One of his hands quickly reaching up to the sharp sting that still remained. Surprised to find that it wasn't bleeding, it seemed like it was just a very well placed blow. He was still laying there, recollecting everything that happened, and soon the hand moved down to his gut. Feeling along the tender area near his ribs to see if any were cracked, or broken. It felt like there may have been a fracture from the pain when he put pressure near the bottom ribs, but he couldn't feel anything too bad as he traced them. Of course, he knew there would be a massive bruise there, it was not a gentle hit. His eyes finally fully opened and began to focus on the several criminals around him. He couldn't recognize a single one of them. Ignoring the glares he worked on sitting himself up, looking over to find Daisuke, kind of happy to see that he was fine. Though his attention soon turned to the number of prisoner carts; no way they needed this many for that camp. They weren't that long back either, most of the men looked recently defeated. Did they hit both camps back to back? His eyes quickly found themselves on the number of knights, and soldiers around. "This is an army force... why would they bring an entire battalion for bandits?"