Despite being apparently identical, each of the triplets can easily identify their brothers and it’s Locket who speaks first.
“They’re not exactly what I was expecting.”
Chape nods in agreement.
“Yeah, I was expecting four shining Knights on gleaming white stallions.”
Ringo though, expands on that thought.
“The Bard and the Dwarf appear sane but the strange Halfling seems to have his own ‘world-view’ agenda and the dark-armoured Gladiator gives the impression of, almost, being on the wrong side! And what happened to the tall Elven Archer who was supposed to be with them?”
Chape nods again.
“I’m actually a little bit frightened of Fortu.”
Ringo agrees.
“I’m more than a little bit frightened of him. Have you noticed how he tosses and turns hin his sleep? That man might genuinely be unhinged!
It’s Locket who hushes his brothers down.
“They may not be what we were expecting, but Captain DeLeón gave us a direct order; Escort the adventurers all the way back to Cottis and get them to Lord Urdurel in one piece.”
This time it’s Ringo who nods his identical, mop-topped, head.
“And by the gods, despite finding ourselves in these times of trouble, we will not fail in our sworn duty.”
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