Pursuit

Captain Falon of the third legion of Sol glared at the bandit woman and her companions as they in turn glared at his men.

"You and your followers are known to us." He said in clipped tones, "and you are not welcome in these lands."

"I am Sigrid, leader of this sisterhood and we serve the old gods just like you."

"You are bandits and thieves and you have strayed from the light." He glanced around at the heavily armed women and softened his tone just a shade, "You will explain you presence. Are you here to aid in the siege of Treno?"

"Sod the siege, we are hunting for a band of murderous swines who killed twenty of my girls and desecrated the Hoff where we live and worship."

"And who pray tell might they be?" Falon asked.

"A tough old git with an axe, a half elf with a magic dagger, a true elf with delusions of grandure, a female dwarf and a rogue of the worst kind."

Falon frowned as he listened to the description, "I believe we have met those you speak of though their company had grown. They travel now with a Jotun and an old man as well as a deserter from our own ranks. We march now to overtake and arrest them as oathbreakers and deserters."

"Screw arresting them I want them dead." Sigrid growled.

"The two states are not mutually exclusive." Falon shrugged. "Truly we seek the deserter and the others matter not."

"In that case how about we join you." Sigrid offered, "it's that or you try to arrest us, which would not end well."

Falon looked around at the Sisterhood, each of them well armed and clearly experienced, he then studied his own men, how many would die if he gave the order to aprehand these women? No their meeting could not be a coincidence, it was a sign from Sol.

"Agreed." He said offering his hand, "we will hunt these scoundrels down together and once we have our deserter you may deal with the others as you wish."

Sigrid spat on her Palm and took his hand. She shook it firmly and gave him her most trustworthy grin.

"Agreed."