[They watched the straggling Ceta for some time. With a better grasp of the land, it wasn't hard to keep out of sight and general earshot, pacing the man's travel.
This was far from the usual patrol pattern and rare to see one out solo. A forward scout for a retaliatory strike? No.. why not use a lightflyer for that? It left the possibility it was some poor hypothermic bastard a few steps from taking off his clothes in paradoxical fit of heat and curling up for his last nap. Or some ghem upstart looking for a quick way to make a name and land a haut wife.
Either way, the Ceta's progress was heading directly towards the Barrayaran encampment. A head is a head, and while it's still on shoulders, there's a chance for information. Waste not, want not.
Aral holds the group with a hand, and takes a steady aim of his stunner over his forearm.]
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This was far from the usual patrol pattern and rare to see one out solo. A forward scout for a retaliatory strike? No.. why not use a lightflyer for that? It left the possibility it was some poor hypothermic bastard a few steps from taking off his clothes in paradoxical fit of heat and curling up for his last nap. Or some ghem upstart looking for a quick way to make a name and land a haut wife.
Either way, the Ceta's progress was heading directly towards the Barrayaran encampment. A head is a head, and while it's still on shoulders, there's a chance for information. Waste not, want not.
Aral holds the group with a hand, and takes a steady aim of his stunner over his forearm.]