I Hear Ya Knocking

There are distinct sounds on wood that I'll never forget.  One of those is rushed boots up stairs, for multiple reasons hearing this immediately puts me in flight mode (No fight here, I mean I've murdered countless people, but boots can be anything). My first thought was that the yokel downstairs screwed me, well my first thought was actually "I'm trying to sleep you dicks knock it off with all the stomping" and then I remembered stomping was a bad thing. I was out the window as the door to my room burst in (second floor, it hurt to hit the ground but better than getting killed) I thought for a brief moment as I crashed into the ground "Who pays for the door repair when someone kicks one in?"

I hit the ground running, in that I mean I slammed into the ground, howled in pain and hobbled off.  Behind me the sounds of shouting began, and then gunfire.  I quickly crossed from my side of the dirty road to the other making my way behind that building to put space between me and my pursuers.  As I rounded the corner I came across one very surprised stable boy tending the soldiers horses. I didn't kill the child (no point really, I'm not a monster), I just ran for the nearest horse, got on and took off in the night (I'm a habitual horse thief I'm sure my name would mean horse thief in some languages if anyone ever got my name correct).

I didn't really pick a direction so much as start riding in the "anywhere but here" one, the rain of course was still going on, so I was riding in the dark in hard rain, at a speed that was nowhere near safe.  I'm frankly amazed I didn't hit a gap and break my neck. It did work in my favor though, I easily lost the soldiers, sadly other than knowing I traveled south again I had no idea where I currently was.  I slowed the horse to a trot and tried to get a look at the land and came up short.  I couldn't see a damn thing, I could tell I was still on a plain, and the grass looked fairly high, but outside of that nothing.  I stopped the horse and hopped off, looking at my stolen goods, I noticed the soldier had included a bed roll with his possessions and took ownership of it immediately.  While I was unraveling the bedroll I came across a fairly detailed map, with what appeared to be fortifications drawn on it? I couldn't be sure, but from the looks of it, I had the entire Ronerawth military deployment, including a spot indicated for "internment". Now all I had to do was figure out where the hell I was and then I could find Morley, in theory.  It was better than when I woke up, despite being dry then and soaked to the bone a little bit later.  That's my life though, in a better position, but a worse condition.