The ride through the forest to the local tavern became interrupted. By the flight of arrows from unseen bows. Arthur and Merlin halted their mounts and looked about the tree-line upon either side of the road.
"Those arrows were meant to halt us, so we become better targets." Arthur noted.
Before Merlin could reply the twang of several bows sang out. The wizard shouted strange words a strange tongue. Then as if on command a whirlwind surrounded the riders. Its twisting winds deflected the arrows that were intent upon delivering death.
Arthur dismounted. A small group of hooded assailants sprang from the tree-line all about. Arthur flung a dagger and killed a brigand that had rushed him. The other brigand's sword met Arthur's with a clang.
To Arthur's right a great flame burst to life, while the smell of burnt flesh assaulted his senses. The screams of the thieves whom had met Merlin's wrath, gave Arthur the advantage he needed. In one swift moment, Arthur twisted his blade, spun and plunged his weapon into the brigand's body. The thief gurgled up blood and then fell dead, as she slid off Arthur's blade.
"It would seem the fumbling squire has become a sell-sword of great skill."
"And you have not forgone the use of fire as a weapon."
"We should bury them...no need to leave even thieves like carrion."
"Indeed...let me handle it."
Merlin then once more spoke words of magic. The ground beneath the dead rumbled, it then softened as it swallowed the brigands.
"Remind me to never anger you wizard." Arthur spat.
Without further or word or disturbance. The companions moved on and arrived at a small village. It was nearing nightfall and the smells of ale and cooked meat, announced the inn's location.
"I have stayed as this inn before...the owner is a delightful woman, when sober." Merlin quipped.
The wizard leapt down from the stag and waved it away. Arthur dismounted as well and led his horse by its reigns deeper into the village. Hunger and thirst lead both men to their destination.
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