by Ze Blitzkrieg » Thu Nov 12, 2020 1:50 am
"It's a lot harder to escape when you've got a spear rammed through your stomach. We had to get out while we could, and this is the place they'll be least likely to go looking for survivors." Masanori replied. Frankly, he wasn't optimistic on their odds of survival either, considering they had four mouths to feed, and one of those mouths belonged to someone too injured to scavenge for themselves.
Listening as his various companions bickered back and forth about options, the ronin sighed. Zhaogon wasn't going to have the resources to put them up, if it hadn't been entirely abandoned by now. But, it was at least some kind of destination to move towards, and it beat standing in a ravine waiting for archers to turn them into pin-cushions.
"Zhaogon was sacked a month ago. Nothing was left standing. I suppose people might have tried to reclaim the ruins, but I doubt they'll have food or amenities. But, it's better than where we're standing right now, and the Wakimoto don't tend to pillage a place twice in such quick succession." He gestured to the ridge line, where they could garner some cover from anybody above looking down.
"Try to keep covered as we move. With any luck, we'll be able to get out of this ravine by nightfall and find some shelter."