
Originally Posted by
Garland
The Comte was in a light gambeson, colored with Angevin and Norman colors.
"Salut, Comte de Gaunt! I am pleased to see you and our friend de Courtney have made it in time!
We must march towards Aquitaine with haste!
We will plan a battle when we near the enemy!"
The Duke of Brittany walks up.
"Charles, les autres sont prêts."
"Puis, nous marchons!" says the Comte in response.
He turns back to the Earl as the Duke walks away.
"We march now it seems; come, ride with me."
He mounts his horse.
The camp was already dispersing around them.