Road to Shield

Fate walks over to the groaning soldier.

"You have slowed our journey with your attack. You may remain here to die alone or carry your fears back to those who will listen, so that they may avoid the Masked Man. This is your punishment for the annoyances you have brought upon us."

With that, he beckons to Acron and continues his march to Shield.

Road to Shield
The soldier with the broken legs crawls over to his dead comrades, seeing the aftermath of the slaughtering brought on by Acron and Fate.
After a short while, the earlier unconscious soldier comes to his senses. They make their way along the road, and eventually get to the nearest town. The deserters tell their ominous tale, but spare their own details, knowing they would be imprisoned if word got out that they were deserters.

Road to Shield

Acron follows Fate joyfully playing a tune as they continue their journey.

Toya's House

As Roy gets to about 50 of 100 he collapses due to the lack of strength in his arms.

"That will do, Eat something and then we learn how to make fire"

Toya's House

With his face to the floorboards, Roy breaths heavily. He grabs the side of a chair and pulls himself up. He gets a drink of water and eats some bread.

Toya's House

"And now a run to get water to make sure that you don't fuck up and burn your house down."

He turns to Legolas

"Your on guard"

He turns back to Roy

"Oh and gosh darn my legs hurt, I'll need you to carry me."

Toya's House
"You made me do one hundred pushups and now you want me to carry you?"
Roy pauses
"Damn it Caed."
He says to himself as he walks outside, and picks Caed in in a fireman's carry.

He stammering for a bit under Caed's weight, he steadily makes his way to a town well.

Banana

Argus watches the two men leaving the house, seeing the fae being carried by the elf. Well hello, Royus. Pleased to make your acquaintence. Argus makes his way down towards the apparently empty house to search it. As he opens the door, he realizes that the house is not entirely empty.

B-A-N-A-N-A-S

Legolas paces the first floor of the house, mumbling under his breath.

I guess I'm not good enough for personal lessons anymore, but some elf is. He doesn't even know Caed like I do, but he gets special treatment? Bah.

His feelings for Roy sour with jealousy as he nibbles on a crust of bread. He doesn't have long to ponder on his envy, however, as he rounds a corner into the lobby. He freezes midbite, staring at the armed man who just entered the house. The sight wasn't petrifying, but something about the man unnerved Legolas, like there was something unnatural about him.

"Who...?"

Banana

Argus strikes out with his sword, the weapon changing into a club on the way down. He strikes a solid blow on the mans head, and follows up with a another well-placed crack across the side of his skull.

Bananas!

Legolas dodges the first strike, dropping the bread. On the second strike, he grabs his attacker's wrist, and pulls inwards into a tackle, dropping them both to the ground.