06-28-2014, 01:23 AM
Twenty men and women on horseback? Hmm. Caroline didn't have the highest opinion of land based cavalry. Horses were, after all, a lesser form of pegasus that were far more clumsy and much easier to spook - or so she had been trained to think, anyway. Her eyes poured over the table and the map upon it. Caroline's lance and shield were propped up against the side of the wooden table.
She hadn't really been taught any great secrets of tactics, but an idea sprang to mind once the red-haired woman mentioned traps. "Do we have access to any rope?" she asked the group at large, casting her gaze about the group. A strange gathering of mercenaries, but one she could work with. Hopefully.
"If a distraction or a decoy doesn't work, we could set up a rope-line - about chest height - between two sides of the trail." Caroline's hands lifted into the air and and illustrated what she meant - most of the fingers pointing tall, representing trees, while the indexes pointed towards each other. "If it's tight enough, it could catch some of them off guard and knock them clear off their mounts." Presuming that the cavalry was traveling quickly enough, anyway.
She hadn't really been taught any great secrets of tactics, but an idea sprang to mind once the red-haired woman mentioned traps. "Do we have access to any rope?" she asked the group at large, casting her gaze about the group. A strange gathering of mercenaries, but one she could work with. Hopefully.
"If a distraction or a decoy doesn't work, we could set up a rope-line - about chest height - between two sides of the trail." Caroline's hands lifted into the air and and illustrated what she meant - most of the fingers pointing tall, representing trees, while the indexes pointed towards each other. "If it's tight enough, it could catch some of them off guard and knock them clear off their mounts." Presuming that the cavalry was traveling quickly enough, anyway.