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The Bandits entered under false pretenses with a clandestine goal in mind, the death of Mardax Kaldor, and his alleged bodyguard Brindal. In the eyes of Mardax the event took an eternity to complete, but the brief battle only took seconds. Collapsing at the base of the tree he tried to recall everything that had happened as he heard the building crackle and burn as the tongues of fire lapped at the support of the structure, and with a crash it came down. Hands shaking as the adrenaline left his body he would need to find Aid and quickly. The pain set in where he had been run through, and now he was in the country side, alone. Taking a deep breath everything had come back to him.
Flashes of the battle had raged before him as he and Brindal had fought side by side, but the two did always fight better together. The old man had decided to hide under the table. Being stabbed and run through the shoulder Mardax grew weak from the loss of blood, as his companion Brindal pushed him away to get infront of the bandits.
"STAY BACK!" yelled the dark skinned man. As he brought the spear around to club one of the bandits across the head, but caught it on a support beam, as he felt the sting of the blade run against his leg. Dropping the spear he took a lantern off the wall, smashing it over the head of the the one who had cut him, setting ablaze due to the oil, the servant of house steiner began to flail and scream as he waved his arms about in an attempt to put himself out. Dropping to his knees he fell upon the straw bedding of the house, and like a tinder box the room became enveloped in an orange light. Picking up the dropped sword from the now dead bandit he felt as the boot of the Bandit leader connected with his jaw sending him sprawling to the floor.
"MARDAX RUN YOU FOOL!!" he Yelled to his liege as he pulled him self to his feet.
The bandit leader turned toward the others,
"MAKE SURE HE DOESN"T GET AWAY I'LL TAKE CARE OF HIM," the sounds of the blades parrying was all the could be heard as a loud cry of
"NO!" could be heard. Pushing the Bandit leader to the ground. Brindal unleashed a surge of strength like no other as he grabbed the bandit on the left by his head and slammed it into the ground with a sickening crunch. Turning toward the other who had brought his dagger up and into his ribs. Looked terrified as the Darkskinned man spat his own blood into his eyes. Howling in pain was all the Bandit leader could hear as Brindal dropped the mans corpse to the ground Brindal had gauged out his eyes. But the man from essos appeared half dead. Mardax taking his opportunity ran through the door which lead him to now... Where he would go from here would take some time. He waited hoping that Brindal would walk toward him, alive, waiting for their next task. But the building had burned to cinders, and in the ashes were four bodies. Some one had gotten away.