Soldiers!
The word snapped Brytta back into reality, and he scanned the area Liol was frantically pointing to. Two men, presumably Rohanian guards, were riding toward that at a significant pace. One was pointing at them, the other nodding and turning his horse to a course that would lead him straight into the midst of the company.
If they find Heldor here, then Edoras will know of our position before dusk. we must hide him, and quickly.
Leaping from his horse, Brytta urgently tugged on Heldor's hand. The man understood, and climbed off the horse quickly. "Stop here," Brytta yelled to the company, "Look as if you are setting up camp!" Grabbing an empty pot from his saddle bag, Brytta and Heldor dashed off.
Running down the steep hill, Brytta searched the surrounding ground for a hiding place. Heldor spotted a group of rocks, and ran over to them; ducking behind the blessed cover. Brytta, hoping that the rocks would prove sufficient, continued down the hill to a stream. He filled up the pot and began to climb the hill again, hoping to reach the top before possible hostilities could occur.
Reaching the camp, he saw Aldwulf arguing with the guards in a manner which one could only discribe as 'passionately.' "Look, I swear by Eru that there is no fifth man among this company. Why would we hide him from you?"
One of the guards was thoroughly unconvinced by the story. "Oh, I see. Well, what happenned to that FORTH man that was here. Where did he run off to, eh?"
While Aldwulf searched for a believable answer, Brytta made the decision to intervene. "Just going to get a pot of water from the spring, sir. Why do you ask, aren't people allowed to set up camp in the West Emmet?"
[ July 28, 2003: Message edited by: Himaran ]
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