Kenshin had heard rumors about bandits banding together under the bandit king, he had dismissed them as for they were mere rumors. Then some of the people he would roam the plains with protecting it approached him, they had came from the border near Bern with grave news. Hargus was alive and he was out for blood, his blood. Normally he would call for a counsel with the village advisers but time was of the essence, he had to protect not only his home but his people. He had other spread the word that anybody that cannot pick up arms are to evacuate the city, they were to go to Bulgar and remain there until they received word that the city was safe to return to.
Kenshin hastily went home, he stopped and took a deep breath staring at his sword hanging on the wall along with Hanon's bow. "Daddy" called out his daughter as she came running to him. "Are you going out to hunt? Can I come with you? Please, please, I'll be a good girl!" There was his resolve, the child staring at him with eager eyes. He couldn't, no he wasn't going to let her grow up with the same nightmares he had to live with for the past 11 years, she wasn't going to see her home set ablaze by Hargus nor will she lose her home. He knelt down with a smile on his face. "No sweetie, have you seen your mommy around?" He was going to tell Katara to take Kirala and go to Bulgar with the others, if he should fall in battle he wanted to make sure his wife was alive to ensure their child was safe.