[Flashback] Range Justice (Kuza)

[Imass]

The Knight leaned back on the saddle while he stopped and waited for Squire Kuza to come alongside him. He stood up on the stirrups and stretched as much as he could. Ser Imass' legs and back were sore from riding all day. That morning Kuza's patron 'pawned' her off today to the zealot so she could learn a bit from a different type of Knight.

Ser Imass was no expert, but he knew of the lands south of the Syliran Fields fairly well. Once the Myrian stopped her horse next to his, the Knight opened his visor and scanned the area before him. It was a bright day and Syna was slowing setting down the wheel in the sky. The clouds where plentiful enough as not to make the two bake in their full plate. still sweat shinned from his midnight blue skin. Droplets of sweat ran down his black beard, but they could hardly be seen.

Golden eyes looked at the squires own, "Squire Kuza, come hither and take in the land before us!" Ser Imass lifted a gaunteleted hand and waved at the landscape before them. Gold and green trees dotted a landscape of granite jutting out the ground at the foothills. The hill quickly became a thick mountain range that spanned south-east alongside the Kabrin road. On the east side of their position the valley continued all the way north through the Fields into the cold mountains up north. To the western horizon they knew was the coastline, but it was well out of eye view.

The Knight leaned closer to Kuza and pointed south at one of the tributary ridges stemming from the range, "That is where we are headed. Up that ridge. Do you see what looks like a path? It almost looks like three short switch-backs up down the hill and into the bigger ridge," Ser Imass waited for Kuza to reply before continuing his explanation.