#3 Rolf and the Everglades

After examining this horse for a while, he heard a voice, "Are you going to help me get out of here or are you just going to look at me?" Boggled by what he just thought he heard (a horse talk) he jumps on the horse and gallops off. After having ridden for what seemed most half the night, he halted the horse, but the filly kept right on trudging on, just at a slower pace. "Halt....... Halt...." he said half awake. "If we stop now they will catch us and there will be no seeing the Everglades." He heard the voice again. "Horse, is it you that is talking?" He asked curiously. But he heard no response. "Hmph, must just be in my head or some voice from god." he thought to himself out loud.
They moved on ti'll the sun was peaking over the horizon and the dew was newly set on the grass and leaves. This is when the filly finally came to a halt. "What is it? Have we made it?" He whispered. Suddenly the horse was stomping on the ground and several centaurs with bows at the ready came out from the brush. The centaurs were young male, broad shoulders and each with his different style of braided hair that was either jet black, blond or brown. Rolf dismounted and lay down his weapon and shield. They advanced, and tied his hands and blind folded him. They led him on, while he tripped and stumbled many times.
All that Rolf remembers is that he walked for maybe another hour or so, ti'll they came to a stop where he heard clanking and minor bustling of a small village. He could smell some freshly cut and cooking venison and soft muttering amongst a people of whom he did not understand the language. The next thing he hear was a knife being drawn and his bonds being cut, but they kept the blind fold on him. Pushing him into a tent, he stood there....... waiting for instruction. A few words were exchanged and they took the blind fold off. His eyes immediately started dashing and adjusting to his surrounding, grabbing at everything he could see. Low lit fire, rabbit cooking over it, female centaurs and humans alike preparing the meal, excellent stretched skins laid across piles of straw for a bed, that looked so comfortable at this point, and many other things such as pottery to catch the eye. "I hear you are a runaway...." An elder said. "That you were once one of them. Why do you run away? Why do you betray your kind?" "I leave......" He was about to say before he was quickly seated and introduced to a bowl of rabbit and vegetable pourage. He immediately began to eat with as much edicasy as a starving soldier to give. It was complimented with a piece of herb bread and cup of freshly squeezed goats milk.
After finished, he began to speak. "Thank first and foremost for you hospitality. My name is Rolf and I was saying that I left them, because they are wrong to be destroying other people's land for their own greed. The land that rightfully belong to the people, and I did not want to be apart of that." "You are a righteous man to think as so. Though I must ask if you would be willing to join forces with us and help recruit those from other lands to help fight the tyranny before it reaches their lands as well?" The elder asked. "To ask me to go against my own people is a great request...... I will have to ponder on this. Though I do not side with them on their actions, I don't know if I wish to go against those that my mother has told me to obey." "Escort him to his tent! He needs time." The elder yelled to the guards. "But please, first, your name kind sir." Requested Rolf. "You will be privileged to know me, as time goes to prove yourself........"