Sir Galloway looked about at the unfamilar surroundings. Where was he? What 
had he been doing? This was not Renen, he was SURE of that at least. He 
dismounted from his bay charger.
"Well you're a fine beast, damned if I can remember you name or how I came 
to be riding you." he said patting the horses mane with his gauntleted hand.

He was a handsome man, in his late thirties his hair was already streaked 
with gray, he had a moustache which was as well groomed as his hair.

He studied his aplate mail armour which was splattered with blood and dented 
in places.
"Ah, I presume I was in a fight." he glanced about, there was no sign of a 
battle.

"Sir Galloway!" called a voice. Galloway turned his head, a man was running 
from a small corpse of trees.
"Tristan!" he called back. "At last something I can remember! Where in all 
the gods names are we?"
"I have no idea sir." said the man. He was a head shorter than Galloway and 
about 10 years older. He was dressed similarly to Galloway.

"Are you having problems with your memory sir?" asked Tristan. Galloway 
nodded. "So am I sir, I can remember the last hour or so before we 
materialised here but that is it."
"Strange I can rememebr the rest of my life and Renen, but the last month or 
so are a complete blank." said Galloway.
"I have gather a few men together, and most of them cannot remember a thing 
apart from their names and skills that they have aquired and are almost 
instinctive, handling a sword and that sort of thing."
"How many of our company are left?"
"There are 2 more novice knights and a scout. A squire who is badly wounded 
and beyond our capabilities to save."
"Right take me too them."

Tristan led Galloway to the remainder of the company.
"Damn!" swore Galloway, "I don't recognise a single one of them."
"They are new recruits. I know their names but not much else I am afraid 
sir, and they know as much as I do about them sir."

"Right men." said Galloway "From what I gather we are no longer in Renen, or 
if we are, some valley I have never seen before. We are still knights, so 
lets not forget our honour. We make camp and find some food." there was a 
murmur of agreement from the small company.

"You," said Galloway pointing at a young knight. "take the scout and climb 
to the hill see if you can find any signs of a settelment.

You and Tristan make a shelter as best you can," said Galloway pointing to 
hte other knight. "if it rains we don't want to catch our deaths. Light a 
fire and I'll see our woundde squire." said Galloway.

[Tag: Anyone. I guess that they're not that far from the new warren, but 
they could be anywhere! I deliberately didn't set a time for when it takes 
place so that it can fit anywhere in teh timeline. Feel free to do anything 
with any of the npc - except Galloway (he's mine!)]

Lurve
James
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