The Fire Brigade
Thumbs had slipped over the wall of Tamesis just after dusk with instructions to steal the troop details for the area. The border skirmishes between the great City State of Millpond and the Thalasocratic Assembly had taken a more serious turn over the past few weeks – hence why Thumbs was currently seconded to the ‘Infiltration and Sabotage’ section – the so-called Fire Brigade – with a brevet promotion to sergeant, rather than scouting in the Browncoats.
He moved silently and efficiently through the dark town, a different sort of wilderness to the one he had grown up in but one with the same cardinal rule – don’t be seen. He missed the comfort of his bow in his hand, but his sword Edge of the Dawn was strapped securely across his back.