Of course, now you ignore me. Artea gave Neil a frowned look. At least, it meant the thief had some time for herself, enjoying the trip towards a different encampment. Speaking of which, why the sudden need for assistance? Sure it was kind of them to allow the Red Wolves gang to spend the night at their, 'amazing' encampment. But it just felt off, not that she'd complain after witnessing the simple, yet sturdy encampment. It was almost as if they had settled here for their own town, which, wasn't a bad idea at all...
Aside from trying to explore every corner of the encampment, Artea attempted to absorb all the information that was being given. So, that was what Artur has been up to... The female thief knew nothing 'bout having saved some of this.. Korin's fighters. Though she just simply nodded in agreement and left her mind to wonder the encampment once more. At least they had one. The Red Wolves just had that, dull, lifeless tavern as a base of operations. Though, judging from the size of this camp, this Mercenary band would have quite a few more men. Compared to Artur's group anyway.
When the Commander beckoned for all of them to follow, Artea stared at the large, wooden table filled with a banquet worth of food. And the female thief did not hesitate to quickly take up a seat, and fill her plate with a large heap of various kinds of food. Though, she wasn't the only one who had an appetite. Artea spotted the young mage, Bianca, eating as if her life depended on it as well. Speaking of which, the Vice Captain hadn't been exactly polite towards the female mage. Not on an equal level at least. She'd try and have a decent conversation with Bianca some time later.
Having finished most of her meal, Artea turned her head slightly up to examine everyone seated at the large table. Some were still busy devouring their stack of food, some were attempting to start a conversation of some sort. Which wasn't such a bad idea, it'd be nice to get acquainted with at least one of these members. “So, my minions saved you from a group of bandits, huh?” The female thief looked at wherever Lindell was seated, trying to get a conversation rolling. “How many members do y'have exactly? This camp is quite large...” Artea spoke with a slight flavour of jealousy in her tone. Not that she was really jealous. But it was a rather intimidating sight, entering the camp. And it made her wonder when The Red Wolves would be able to afford something this big...
Aside from trying to explore every corner of the encampment, Artea attempted to absorb all the information that was being given. So, that was what Artur has been up to... The female thief knew nothing 'bout having saved some of this.. Korin's fighters. Though she just simply nodded in agreement and left her mind to wonder the encampment once more. At least they had one. The Red Wolves just had that, dull, lifeless tavern as a base of operations. Though, judging from the size of this camp, this Mercenary band would have quite a few more men. Compared to Artur's group anyway.
When the Commander beckoned for all of them to follow, Artea stared at the large, wooden table filled with a banquet worth of food. And the female thief did not hesitate to quickly take up a seat, and fill her plate with a large heap of various kinds of food. Though, she wasn't the only one who had an appetite. Artea spotted the young mage, Bianca, eating as if her life depended on it as well. Speaking of which, the Vice Captain hadn't been exactly polite towards the female mage. Not on an equal level at least. She'd try and have a decent conversation with Bianca some time later.
Having finished most of her meal, Artea turned her head slightly up to examine everyone seated at the large table. Some were still busy devouring their stack of food, some were attempting to start a conversation of some sort. Which wasn't such a bad idea, it'd be nice to get acquainted with at least one of these members. “So, my minions saved you from a group of bandits, huh?” The female thief looked at wherever Lindell was seated, trying to get a conversation rolling. “How many members do y'have exactly? This camp is quite large...” Artea spoke with a slight flavour of jealousy in her tone. Not that she was really jealous. But it was a rather intimidating sight, entering the camp. And it made her wonder when The Red Wolves would be able to afford something this big...