Cordell

(I'm gonna be using first person based on the title from now on.)

It was getting dark now and my captors were setting up camp for the night. They pulled me off the horse and threw me onto the ground near the fire they had just built. One guard stayed with me, even though I was tied up.

"Where are you taking me?" A more unsettling thought struck me. "What are you going to do with me? I don't have anything you want."

The guard laughed, "They'll probably take you back to our headquarters and torture you into giving us the location of the key."

"What?" The guard laughed some more at my aparant ignorance. "What do you mean? Why would you do that?"

These men were fools and she could tell as the rest gathered up and began drinking. I kept on acting scared and ignorant so they wouldn't suspect that I was untieing the ropes. A short while later I was free and I jumped to my feet and began to run into the night.

Where is it? I thought to myself. In a few minutes I found the herb I had been looking for and began eating as much as possible. I hope she was right.

They got closer and so I continued to run so they wouldn't catch me near the herb. I ran and ran and for a moment thought I had outrun the drunkards. That was until a hand grabbed me by the hair and threw me into the ground.

"The rest of these men you may have fooled into thinking you were a weak and scared child," He said calmly. "But I am not a fool. She wouldn't have entrusted the key with someone who was weak, no matter what." He searched me for a moment and grinned, "You left it with the monk didn't you? Fine by me, you are still coming with us."

He swung his hand and I lost consciousness.