You were sitting by your tent, reading a book when you see a horse ride into camp and notice Arthur, who had been taken, slowly get off and fall to the ground.

“Arthur!” you exclaim worriedly as you run to him, your anger with him from before now momentarily forgotten.

As you get close you notice he is injured and seems exhausted. Dutch comes up next to you and asks “What happened son?”

“I told you it was a set up Dutch…” Arthur groans.