A Chance for Some Fun?

"N-no. I've never seen them around Still M-manor. B-but I don't know everyone."

As the horse approached, Gog readied his short sword, stood up and took a position in the middle of the trail. He thought it unlikely that these two were working for Ghermiz - the intelligence they had had about his operation had not mentioned any women working as couriers - but it should be possible to have some fun with them. They might have something worth stealing in addition to the horse, which seemed quite a good specimen. And the woman, in spite of her strange hair coloration, was quite a looker. If she was unwilling to be co-operative, then he could demonstrate to Magog exactly how a woman should be treated. He wasn't worried about the law. In this wild country, might was right.

Magog picked up his quarterstaff, and took up position a couple of paces behind his colleague.

1. "Good day, gentlemen," Astra said pleasantly. "Please would you stand aside so that we may pass."
2. Making a quick decision, Astra told Hesht: "Hold tight!" Then she dug her heels into the horse's ribs, regretting that she wasn't wearing spurs. The animal broke into a gallop.
3. Making a quick decision, Astra told Hesht: "Hold tight!" Then she dug her heels into the horse's ribs, regretting that she wasn't wearing spurs. Unfortunately, rather than accelerating as she had hoped, the horse reared.

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