Robbers

Until suddenly she heard two horses gallops from behind the carriage as she turned and felt that same terror she had felt a few nights before. Those two Garos mask wearing horsemen were racing towards her from behind as she tried to **** the horses to increase their pace. Through the racecourse she shot, but eventually they started to make ground, and to rub salt in the wound one of her horses stumbled and though its leg thankfully didn't break, it **** the other horse to also stop moving as Cremia knew the game was up and brought the horse to a stop only about half a kilometre from the end of the racecourse.

Holding her hands above her head she stepped out of the carriage as the two horsemen circled around her and one got off with his spear in his hands. "I thought we told you to stop selling your milk to the townsfolk Mrs Cremia!" he stated brutishly as she thought she recognised the accent of one of the Gorman brothers underneath the horrible rasp he was putting on.

"You can't just put me out of business!" she protested as she looked at the two sociopathic jerks before her. "Oh yes we can, the guards of the town are too scared to come out and police these roads Mrs Cremia. We are the law here, and we're going to start laying it down on those who fail to adhere to it!" the one on the horse said. "And to start off, I think we need to make a warning of you!" he stated ominously.