Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-17114085-20150708004402

"I was thinking about that, but something from Ormax told me days ago came to mind. He claimed that loyalists from his fort were causing trouble for them, which was the reason he left those soldiers back there. Those loyalists must have travelled to Fort Pelin to join up with them and attack. Though that wouldn't explain how they knew out current marching path. Maybe they had someone following us, or maybe they have a spy in our ranks. There is no way to be sure." Rob said.

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Jovron was training, sparing with Gregory in the camp the Crows set up in the outskirts of Gar Aglakh. He blocked the Breton's attack and followed up with a counter. "Seems even if you are a squire you are still the better fighter." Gregory said as was hit by the blow, which striked his arm.

"Aye he is, or you are just so terrible it makes him look good." Paur joked, he was watching the fight between them.

"Oh shut up, bat ears." Gregory retorted.

Jovron chuckled. Hanging around his friends made his nervousness from leading half the army seem to go away. While he had grown close to Gerrick and was friendly with Dagur and Lyon, Gregory and Paur were the ones the ones he counted as true friends. "Ignore him for now, Gregory. If you keep getting distracted you won't be able to dodge my attacks."

The Breton looked ahead at him. "Yeah, you are right. He is just trying to make me look bad."

"I don't have to try very hard." Paur commented, laughing.

Sir Lyon was watching the three Crows interacting. He once had a friend like Jovron's in the Crows, a Knight that has long since died. He never befriended anyone else since. I miss you...Nolus He thought, even thinking of the name made him sad. Life in the Crows was never the same after Sir Nolus' death.