[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

"Thanks again Mazelina.  I think I should be good to get back to it now though."

Milo looks at how things are going however, and sees not only the rest of his group now rushing the leader of the bandits but these new strangers.  New, capable strangers, who very likely care about dealing with these bandits and whoever might have survived the massacre over anything else.  Meanwhile, Milo can't help but glance over at Captain Brenden's body even now, and knows the other members of his group are likely dealing with similar feelings.  Plus, wasn't that mysterious swordsman their leader?  What if they missed that and killed his underling before they could find him and stop him from doing this again?

He runs over to the fencer and archer to talk to them, and realizes that it is only now that he's taken a real look at them without the cover of the forest.  While he was initially running towards the archer, who he had already seen helping them with the bandits, but then catches the woman.  She had the bearing of someone important, a noble perhaps?  The archer seemed to be following her as well.

Milo, upon reaching her, immediately snapped to attention and crisply bowed to her - moving in a quick, precise way that might stand out from his typical more casual movements to anyone watching.


"M-Ma'am," he starts as he straightens back up.  "Thank you for your group's help.  Would it be - that is - if you would allow it, ma'am, our captain was... killed fighting that man's leader.  We were hoping to take care of him ourselves so we can maybe find who is actually behind this before he dies and avenge our captain.  If that is acceptable to you, ma'am."

He then spun quickly around to the archer and bowed again to him.  "Thank you as well sir, without you stepping in me and my companions would have been in real trouble."  He then turned back to the woman and waited for a response.

That... could have gone better, but Milo might be thinking that these people were clearly decent enough to help them they might be able to listen.  He might be thinking that, but honestly there was a part of him still expecting a lashing for daring to suggest anything to someone higher up.  Ah, Retrovia.

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SpoilerMilo moves up two and right one to speak to the strangers.