[IRP] Raiding the Coffer

[Echo]

Xyle's mouth twitched at Tangle's careless abuse of the table. Liberation from Lycian forces, indeed; he doubted the woods would care who occupied them. But any way to drop morale in the invaders was worth the effort. If the Lycian army didn't want their pay getting stolen, they should have rethought the trade route agreement that started this mess - and much more besides.

As far as anyone around the beleaguered table knew, Xyle was a swordsman with a harp hobby. He didn't bat an eyelid at their odds, only propped his elbows on the table and nodded in agreement with Marceline. "I can disrupt some of the horses, at least. Hopefully the riders as well." His brow furrowed. "No telling how many would be left to guard the wagon itself, though, assuming they fall for a decoy at all. Enough to deal with a group this size, if they have any wits."