628 Fort Dollem - Part 6

"Well, I suppose that is how it goes," Rofus said with a chuckle. "Seems that we might not have drawn the short straw after all. At the very least, it seems like this squadron's going to be the least likely to get shot."

There came a few grateful murs of agreement at that. The last thing a soldier wanted was for an arrow from his blindside to take him out of duty, or worse. They were the biggest hazard with missions like these, missions that involved a good amount of landscape that was suitable for setting traps.

The man at their feet began to start moaning again and he cradled his knees, cursing them whenever his pain subsided enough for him to do so. It was Amberlain that silenced him this time with a massive boot as he came trudging back through the snow.

Northrun joined them from the opposite direction along with a handful of his sergeants, his Vice-Captain Cormrant amongst them.