the smuggler’s bible

Dromond of Frisia

“A man has got to recognize when it’s time to leave the party.”

“If we go now, we’ll miss our best shot.”

“Our best shot? Even forgetting the numbers, we don’t have near enough supplies to see this thing out.”

“No,” the Gallowglass says, “but we still have Harlech and a reason to hold her. Since when were you afraid of a lost cause?”

“You’ve always been a true patriot.” Dromond looks out over the snow to where the English are wheeling their cannons up. “We’ve had some fun, but I never said I’d starve behind a wall with you.”