Ludo seeing the two men in chainmail starting to flee, shifted his aim and started to shoot arrows at their exposed backs. “Hasan!” he yelled. ”Quick, two are escaping!”
“Bloody Tartarus,” the elf whined, as the he saw the two men disappear. “There’s nothing for it. We can’t catch them.” The elf watched the men disappear into the forest. “We could catch them on horse…”
Working around the flank after Ludo, Maruc found it difficult to remain quiet. His helm didn’t afford much of a view but he did catch the bulky characters at the back of the mob. He pressed on trying not the catch their attention then as Ludo lithely turned, an arrow leaping from his bow. Maruc threw caution to the wind, he might not catch both of them but one would do. He launched into a sprint. He laughed as he realized his holding incantation would have been more useful here. He was armoured and it slowed him down, but so were they so he kept the pace up.
Miklos heard the clanking of the armoured priest as he rushed after the fleeing leaders. “Stephan. I’m going to help Maruc.” He lightly dashed across the uneven forest floor quickly making up ground between himself and the iron shod slavers.
After launching an arrow at the fleeing reavers, Ludo broke into a sprint and, disregarding caution, pursued the reavers through the forest.
“Or,” the elf continued. “We can move quickly, and leave them behind us. I say let’s move. It would surprise nobody to learn we’ve left Susiskyn, and it might be better for those left behind if it is known we have left.”
While in the midst of battle, Feldard had little time to concern himself with fleeing enemies. Now that the squirmish was done, he noted several others already making their way towards the fleeing figures. There was no way his short legs could catch up. But Feldard,looked to the over to elf at his comment and replied, “Well, horses we got. If you hurry you might just beat the others to them. I’ll deal with what we got here.” He nodded the elf back towards where the horses were hobbled.
Stephan cursed that they’d left the horses back where they’d first detected the spies. It would be a mad dash but it might work. He sprinted back to the horses mounting one as quickly as possible. With a “ha ra”, he urged the horse through the woods in hot pursuit of the Iron Ring minions.
Meanwhile, wearing robes, the mage was able to move faster than his armored friends and foes, and was able to close the gap. First, passing Maruc who was merely keeping pace with the fleeing Ringmen.
Aware that they were being chased, the two reavers split up. Miklos was soon able to get within range of one of them. He launched a web spell and ensnared the fighter.
Ludo pursued the other fighter. The youthful rogue was faster than the bulkier armored man. When it was clear to him that he could not outrun his pursuer, the man turned to face Ludo. He liked these odds much better.
The two faced off and Ludo drew first blood. The reaver gritted his teeth and fought on, determined to kill his rival before any others could join the fight.