Having arrived, thanks to the cover of night, a small detachment of warriors settled at the entrance of the camp in the Hidden Source. A mix of members from the Marauder's Clan of Ashes and the Rebels of Nations, the troops were discussing under the overhelming heat of summer:
"Anyone knows what we're waitin' for here? I need to let off steam on homins, not stay here doin' nothin'!" grumbled a first Marauder.
A second one was chewing a piece of meal without conviction, "More than that, the grub is vile! Let's hope we don't get stuck with Cuttler's meat for too long..."
A Matis from the Council of Dissent brought some information to the lackeys, "Didn't Akilia tell you that it was to help us?"
"No...we ain't in the 'confidence'; we are underlings, the necessary..."
"In any case," added a third Marauder, "the instructions are clear, 'have sharpened weapons and solid boots.' There's rumour that a long walk through the forest awaits us."
The first Marauder shrugged, "Thus, at the moment, nothin' concrete. I hope the orders come soon, so we finally get action!"
Grudgingly containing his fury, the Marauder grabbed a small scorpion which came into his reach, cut away half of its legs with the point of his sword and then started contemplating as the arachnid twisted itself poignantly.
"Anyone knows what we're waitin' for here? I need to let off steam on homins, not stay here doin' nothin'!" grumbled a first Marauder.
A second one was chewing a piece of meal without conviction, "More than that, the grub is vile! Let's hope we don't get stuck with Cuttler's meat for too long..."
A Matis from the Council of Dissent brought some information to the lackeys, "Didn't Akilia tell you that it was to help us?"
"No...we ain't in the 'confidence'; we are underlings, the necessary..."
"In any case," added a third Marauder, "the instructions are clear, 'have sharpened weapons and solid boots.' There's rumour that a long walk through the forest awaits us."
The first Marauder shrugged, "Thus, at the moment, nothin' concrete. I hope the orders come soon, so we finally get action!"
Grudgingly containing his fury, the Marauder grabbed a small scorpion which came into his reach, cut away half of its legs with the point of his sword and then started contemplating as the arachnid twisted itself poignantly.