As quickly as they could they started their way to Hadrians Wall but with the large group they now brung it was difficult. Arthur had extended they invitiation of protection to all who would come and to several people he had found imprisoned in the brick building. Kendra had looked upon the markings of the woman that Arthur had carried out, she was a Woad. Behind him Dagonet carried out a small child. A boy, his arm had been broken so Dagonet attended to him. Marius had become furious at Arthur and his Knights for freeing them. Saying that the prisoners refused to do Gods work. Slapping his wife to the ground Arthur hit him hard causing him to fall. When Arthur had placed excalibur at his throat she thought for sure he would kill him, she would have. Instead he let him go and now they all traveled silentlly. The snow crunched and gaveway underneath them as they went on their way. In the distance the sound of drums could still be heard.

"You look worried." A voice came from behind her.

Turning she saw the young Knight. "Arent you?" she asked slowing down so that they may walk side by side.

"Yes, but unlike you no one can see it on my face." he answered. "Here." Reaching down he pulled a smal knife from his boot. "If we meet up with the Saxons you should be armed."

"Wont your commander be upset with you should he find out you gave me this." she spoke reaching for the weapon. She held it up just enough to see its marking reflected by what light passed through the clouds. Her eys fell from the markings on the blade to those that enlayed her wrist bracer. Both had nearly identical script.

"We shall see." he said his eyes darted to Arthur who stood talking to Lancelot. He did not see her staring intently at the Sarmatian symbols.

"Thank you." she said quickly placing it in her belt.

"Galahad." Bors said coming from behind them. "Gawain wishs to talk to you."

"Yeah, sure." Galahad exclaimed sarcastically.

"It was nice talking to you Galahad." she announced as he and Bors traded places beside her. She watched the young Knight head to the end of the long line.

"Hope he wasnt bother'n ya." Bors said in his deep voice.

"Bother me. Never." she spoke sarcastically.

The tone at which she said it caught the large Knight off guard. 'And forget my Knights. Never.' But she had.

"Are you okay?" she asked after he didnt not respond.

"Me. Old Bors is just fine." he answered "Its just never is a long thing to promise."

"Can I ask you something Bors." she said looking to the man beside her. She saw the marks and scars that trailed his arms. If you were just meeting him he could be very imposing.

"Sure. What can old Bors do ya for."

"I was just wondering about..." her voice trailed off as she took in the sight before them. On the side of road that they walked on lay the bodies of countless soldiers. Men strewn about with blood staining the once white snow a deep red. "Oh my god." she said staring at the horror around her.

"I cant believe that you and your men did this." Bors said looking out at the fallen men.

"Thats just if," she started to say drawing her gaze to him and the others that had began to gather around them. "we didnt."

"What do you mean you didnt?" Arthur asked approaching her, his eyes searching hers.

"My men could fight yes, but not well enough to take down all of these men. To take down this many and live to tell it I would have needed and entire army. Cynric and the others must have done this." she answered dread filling her voice as she thought of Cynric and the others near.

"If they are here, then we must hurry." she said urgently to Arthur.

"Tristan, go to the front, I will join you shortly. The rest of you see if we can pick up the pace." Arthur said looking to his Knights then to the large group that they brought.

Tristan raced to the lead and the others spread out around the group trying to increase the pace.

"Arthur?" Kendra said before he left her alone. Turning the Roman looked her straight into the eyes. "If the Saxons come, how do you intend to save all of these people?"

"Let us hope it does not come to that Kendra." And with that the Roman took to the lead with Tristan. Kendra looked to the countless bodies once more before she fell into line with the others.

Tristan found a place for them to rest then for the night then set out to check the area. Rain and snow began to fall and behind her she heard Lancelot and the woad woman talking.

"Rain and snow at once. A bad omen." He spoke. His voice was rough and deep.

The combination of rain and snow fell down upon them and all became drenched. Looking up to the sky she saw Tristans bird flying high over them. The snow stung her face so much that she closed her eyes and the rain seeped through her clothes.

"Get in here. You'll catch your death out there.' A woman said. Looking to the direction of the voice she saw a woman standing in a doorway to a small hutt. "You heard me get in here child. Honestly what am I to do with you."

"Oh mama I was just having fun."

"Fun or not rain and snow falling at once is a bad omen."

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