[IRP] Warpath of the Wolf: The Plunder of Khaltet

[Ghost of Elibe Lost]

There was some irony to the current situation, that despite having left Etruria behind and joined up with a group of bandits, Elisa was currently working under the son of a nobleman. And it was about as painful as she could have expected. This was the kind of person who had to have been even more sheltered than Elisa herself back home. The entire way here he had complained about his current lot, and now that he was trying to act like a leader and give orders, Elisa was still unimpressed.

After the third time he told everyone to wait for the signal, a response finally came telling him to shut up. By the light of St. Elimine, someone give this guy (Nikang, of course) a medal for finally saying what everyone else wanted to. Elisa let out a soft but harsh laugh, adding her own thoughts out loud. "How did this guy get to be in charge, anyway? I've seen bigger balls in these dewdrops," she grumbled.

She shifted herself up onto her knees and turned on them to face forward and look over her own hiding rock. For one of the rare non-rainy days in this area, Elisa could hardly tell from how wet her legs and her furs were. The best thing that could be said about the current situation was that she was lucky enough to get a rock to hide behind, which meant she could grab her axe and get up more easily than the poor saps who were lying flat. Their 'fearless' leader, much to her delight, was one of those poor saps.

"I wonder how well 'the Toughneck' will hold up if it gets cut."