The soldiers were too busy focusing on their tasks at hand to even notice that Tryde had departed from the group.
They woke up early, before the sun had risen to repack their sleeping gear and get their horses ready for the day ahead.
Before they departed, they had a light meal consisting of a slice of bread, a handful of nuts and a piece of cheese.
It wasn't much but it would tide them over until lunch time.
They rode for maybe two hours when a terrible, unmistakable scent hit their nostrils. Their arms raised to their noses to try and filter it out. No matter how much they were faced with this smell.....it never got easier.
"Boof..." One of the soldiers near the front of the group let out an exhale through his mouth as the scent intensified.
Marix held up a balled fist and everyone brought their steeds to a halt.
The loud sound of buzzing filled their ears before their eyes fell on what was laying before them – a dead body.
