Not Just Bandits

"There is a notable lack of wildlife about a quarter mile ahead." said Edbert. Edbert was a class holding [Ranger], part [Bandit], part [Hunter], and part [Scout] with access to about half of the [Archer] feats from the Military classes. It was, if you lived that kind of lifestyle, well worth double the normal XP to advance in class levels.

Oh, did I?

Very well, this is four days after the matter of my right arm coming back. From looking at kneecaps, I could look at belt buckles. Perhaps more importantly, there were no more size penalties, which had a good deal to do with being able to inflict two criticals upon Sir Ector before he could reduce me to half health. <1 >

I wasn't mounted on the Drill Sergeant, but rather upon an opinionated stallion called Magnificent Firemane. "You'll do better on a horse you can out-think." Sir Ector had joked.

"And him being smaller by a quarter has nothing to do with the matter?" I asked.