Ranar
Surprised at himself for haven gotten so carried away while dismounting his opponent, but satisfied that the attacker is out of action for the moment, Ranar grabs the horseman’s sword and tosses it a little ways into the copse. He then looks around to check on the others. As Thwip runs out into the open giving orders, he catches Sasha’s attention, nods, and points to the downed horseman with a ‘hold’ hand sign. Then, grabbing his shield and axe, he trots after Thwip.
Catching up, he positions himself between Thwip and the woods, as a bodyguard would, scanning to the east, where the riders had came from and one was retreating.
“T-th-they - w- we don’t know them.” he says, pointing back toward Sasha and the new arrival. “Or them.” pointing toward the fallen rider. “A-and the one that got away, may - might be - could bring - others.” A growl slips out. “Questions yes, but keep them short, we ne - must move soon. Find out what we’re now mixed up in.”
He looks over the fallen rider to see whether first aid could be useful, distractedly glancing back at the fallen horse.