Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160112025117/@comment-5543592-20160112232157

Crimson, watching from far off, astride his horse, blinked as Jude was taken out.

Good thing I wasn't in on that plan.  He thought. Silly amatuers. This was why they had him. He'd done captive exchanges multiple times- on both sides, as the captor and reciever of captives. He'd even been a captive himself once! That had been fun.

He skirted around the far edge of the camp, lightly flicking Whistle's reins, to get to a good spot where he could shoot these guys from.