This Raid was dragging on longer than any of the Remdragon knights had expected. They received orders from King Rueben to eliminate all the monsters that had overbred within the forests all across Wedon.
It had become an issue since the previous year Wedon had focused all their efforts on ending the army of the undead.
What they originally thought would be a two to three week raid was now going on five weeks.
The raid was also being lead by sir Ursuline Ricaydo.
Riftan Calypse, the commander of the Remdragon knights, chose to stay in Anatol due to his wife Maximillian Calypse being nine months pregnant with their second child.
The Raid consisted of ten junior knights, five squires, Hebaron, Garrow, Gabel and five other older knights of the order.
Ursuline had been driving the men crazy. Commanding them to ride and hunt monsters all day often without rest, taking them well into the night.
Gabel thought perhaps Ursuline was just eager to keep the kings favor.
At the end of another day they had reached a small village of mostly farmers and decided to spend the night there.
One of the farmers agreed to lend them their barn for them to sleep in.
Gabel lead his horse to the stable along with the other knights. He counted the arrows and secured all other bags attached to his saddle before removing it off his horse.
When his steed was taken care of, he made his way over to the small fire, one of the squires had started.
Hebaron then walked over and knelt down next to him.
He pulled out a flask from his belt, and took a swig before holding it out towards Gabel.
"This raid has been quite a pain in the ass, would you not agree Lachzion."
Gable nodded and sighed, "The biggest pain, since both of the fucking dragon campaigns."
Hebaron nodded once, "yeah well those fuckers will always be the worst though. It dosnt help that this time our leader is the highly esteemed and gallant Ursuline Ricaydo."
Gabel smirked, "indeed indeed."
Night swiftly approached.
The men enjoyed dinner around the fire.
Thanks to the farmers they were able to have something other than just jerky and wine.
It was quiet, the only noises to be heard were the soft sounds of the crickets chirping and simple conversations of the knights around the fire.
Suddenly a heavy galloping sound rang through the air. Gabel whipped his head up towards the sound.
Coming into the small village was a group of knights, one of which was holding a flag with the crest of Loverne.
An older knight with blonde and silver hair jumped off his horse and announced himself.
"You boys were hard to find! I am Commander Philip Weston of Loverne. I was sent here to speak with the Commander of the Remdragon knights."
Ursuline stepped forward and spoke confidently, "I am sir Ursuline Ricaydo and I am commander of the Remdragon knights in Sir Riftan Calypse's stead. I will speak with you."
He gestured for the knight to follow him, and they walked to the barn to speak.
The fifteen or so other knights from Loverne slowly made their way over towards the fire, where the Remdragon knights were lounging.
Hebaron stood and crossed his arms.
"You think these fools were sent here because the king thinks we are taking too long?"
