Skorri frowns and grimaces when he hears the names mentioned by Hallbjorn and Kraki; with honourless sharks like those prowling the area, there was small wonder that the jarl wanted an armed escort for his daughters.
He nods his thanks to Hallbjorn and Kraki, but continues to ignore Hauk. "We appreciate the advice; remind me to buy you all a beer if meet up in Halfstead, hey?"
* * *
"Gods' balls!" Skorri exclaims as Fastvi gallops off. "Why am I not surprised? HYA!" Without waiting for instruction, he digs his heels into his mount's ribs and sets off after her.
SpoilerRide check to jump the ditch: (1d20+1)[5]
Damage, in case of fall: (1d6)[3]
Ride check to catch up, in case of success: (1d20+1)[5]
Edit: about what I expected...