Chapter 3
24 Des 1232 "I knew we shouldn't have trusted them! Who's grand idea was it to have Braxxian mercenaries lead us to an ambush!" "Calm down, Lucia", I said reassuringly. "We're not dead... yet". "Those backstabbing mercenaries", Carper grunted, "I say, We kill them in their sleep!" "You know, Carper might have a point, most of their men are drunk from the ale we brought them", Rebus added. "A knife to the throat, serves them right, I say", Lucia chimed in. "How about it, Eric?" "There's not enough time, the ambush is tomorrow"