"I will not speak to know their character, half-blood, but know that I reside in neither of these camps. My business is to kill the sworn enemy. This I will do, with... or without them."

Throughout the answer Ionathan listened with increasing approval, Ionathan liked his straight forward attitude, his bluntness and his dutiful attitude to his "business". Impressed by the answer Ionathan thanked the man, he could get alone with this man Ionathan thought, after all the wisest are usually the ones who hold there tongue. Richard then came walking up to Ionathan with some kind of marching swagger and passed the Sarcina to Ionathan and after exchanging pleasantries continued his patrol of the streets.

Ionathan inspected the Sarcina, a T shaped pole with a satchel and a rolled up bedroll on top and various cooking equipment dangling on the sides, inside the satchel Ionathan found a mess kit, a winter blanket, 5 days rations and a cloak. Ionathan preferred the Sarcina to backpacks as it rests against the shoulder as you march rather than hampering your back while also being a rather good walking stick. 
Ionathan the turned and looked at the well-muscled man next to him, a question formed in Ionathans head. He held up his had to get his attention and said "My good man forgive me for intruding but I was just wondering if you have any supplies?" Ionathan reached into his pocket and found a few coins and showed them in his hand "if money is a problem I can easily be of assistance"
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