Lightstar Family/Xarnelf/Roleplay 74

Uhh... Catapults?

"Wait, why do we need siege engines again? He's not going to make us bowmen charge at the enemy's walled fortresses, is he?" The poor soldier frowned to his companion as he drew back an arrow and let loose at the target some fifty yards away. Chuckling, the other archer released his taut bowstring a mere heartbeat after the first, towards the same target.

"Well, I've heard His Grace's tactics are indeed unusual, compared to other troop leaders, but I seriously doubt--" He paused then, as the two arrows approached the bullseye. "Come on... come on... oh bloody squirrel nuts!"

The first man grinned and held out his palm towards his friend. "I win! Two gold, please."

Muttering unhappily about a rematch, the loser of the bet dug two fingers into his pouch as he finished his original thought. "As I was saying, I seriously doubt we'll be rushing any walls down in the south. I mean, we're just taking a couple catapults and a trebuchet with us, not any siege towers."

Now the first archer gulped, as the color started to fade from his face. "Uhh... catapults? You don't think he'll..."

"Huh? He'll what?"

"Uhh... well, did you happen to notice if we're bringing any stones with us?"

"Stones? Why of cours--Oh. Oh dear... I don't believe we are..."

-double gulp-