Ravyn's Tent

[Megan Mexere]

Ravyn set up her tent in a lonely corner of the tents section. She laid her Ebony Bow to the side and sat on her bed roll. She was tired, but wide awake from the loud noises coming from the other tents. She carved her name with an abandoned knife on a plank of wood and hung it in front of her tent.

RAVYN'S Tent

[Magpie]

Having recovered from his wounds, Magpie was taking a stroll through the grounds of the Camp, when he noticed a newly pitched tent, several bandits were laughing gregariously, and making their way towards it. Magpie noticed the sign, and ran over to the tent, launcing shock balls at the few bandits, who died on the spot.
"Rule number 11. Treat every bandit with respect. Even females. Breaking of this rule will result in death." He said to their corpses, and walked away, leaving them there.

[Megan Mexere]

A few hours later she heard sounds outside her tent. She snatched up her bow and notched an arrow. She burst outside the tent only to find the corpses of bandits. She examined the corpses for signs of death. She found them. There were burns on all of there bodies.

Magpie..., she thought.

[Magpie]

"Ah! Welcome to the camp... Ravyn..." Magpie said in a friendly manner.
"Who would've thought you of all people would join us?" He asked.

[Megan Mexere]

Ravyn raised her head to see Magpie, the Hero of Will. Her hand tensed on her bow, But she kept her face relaxed and calm.

"The Guildmaster once told me and some others when I graduated, that it's time for you to chose between what is right, and what is easy. I picked easy." she said.

[Griff Trevin]

Griff was walking around the camp, taking in the scenery and the joy of being back when he noticed two people talking. One of them he recognised, the other was a female he had never seen before.
He decided it was time to introduce himself properly to the two of them.
Looking at Magpie first he put his hand out "Well I think its about time we had a proper introduction don't you think? I'm Griff, and I'm led to believe your Magpie. Am I correct?"

[Megan Mexere]

Ravyn knew Griff even if he didn't know her. She had tabs on everyone in the Guild. Or, used to. She extended her hand.

[Griff Trevin]

Seeing that Magpie had not responded to Griff he turned his attention to the woman and shook her hand.
"I'm Griff, it is a pleasure to make your aquaintance. This is my dog Tucker" Griff said
Tucker was wagging his tail, he always liked meeting new people. He sat down and raised his front paw as if to shake her hand

[Magpie]

Magpie grunted.
"Did I say you two could have a mothers meeting? Get yourselves down to the mines and get digging."

[Griff Trevin]

Confused as to whether Magpie was telling him what to do, Griff turned to him giving him a puzzled look. Was a lowley Bandit Warrior giving a Bandit Assassin orders?
"Were you talking to us? Because if you were you better watch your mouth boy" Griff said

[Magpie]

[[You can't really call my character boy seen as your character is 18 and mine is seemingly 40. Although he's older than that cause there's something behind it. Change it.]]

[Griff Trevin]

The comment of boy was not really a call based on age but more on rank. It stays the same