Bemused by the organizational chaos around him, Turrold walks himself and his new horse up to Tyro, Ulfgar and Charboyya...

"Greetin's tae ye, Master Charboyya. I see I've t' honner o' workin' fer ye agin. Th' wages were generous an' me clan thanks ye." He sketches a quick bow.

"Tyro, me lad, I'm thinkin' that me an' thisshere unsure beastie'll gae up tae th' left front o' this Rhenee circus. I'm no sae good a rider, so I'll keep this thing tied tae th' rear o' first wagon.That way, if we need tae fight running, I'll be able tae keep up. If we fight standing still, I'll dae so afoot. Oh, an' I'll take th' middle watches...give th' spellcasters a full night's sleep and th' night-blind th' first an' last, so they kin see...ye all right wi' that?"

(OOC: Turrold has NO ranks in Ride, so he's gonna play it cautious...but he learned in the Infected adventure that depending on others for a ride is a Bad Thing.... ;) )
Ottar"Reputation is what others think they know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself"