Out in the Wildlands, the sound of a dying animal was heard far and wide amongst the tall sturdy trees that encased the surrounding area. It drew unwanted attention nine times out of ten, much to the disadvantage of the perpetrator involved in such sounds. Sam and Jaedan would be wise to watch their surroundings then, as not fifteen chimes after they had lugged their kill back to camp and planned for their next, four women had stepped out from the receding shadows. “Well would you look at this, girls. Twas not common criminals after all.” Came the sultry voice of the chestnut haired woman. “No, they’re quite handsome! Ah, the wonders of the wilds.” The other girls giggled amongst themselves, eyeing the two men with peeked interest. Most of them wore leather garments that hardly contained their voluptuousness, with daggers strapped to their thighs, and swords to their waist. They appeared if anything, to be mercenaries or bounty hunters. Only the chestnut haired woman wore any sort of plate and chain mail, with a bow strapped across her back as well. She stepped forward, a hand at her waist, dangerously near the hilt of her own sword, inspecting Jaeden further, since he seemed the most experienced of the two. “I see you’ve downed an elk. A hunter, perhaps? To sell such meat would bring you a hefty profit, wouldn’t it?” She smiled, a quick motion of her hand brought the women closer to the two men. “My name is Terra,” she began, “This is Diana, Velly and May.” She pointed at each in turn, who also raised their hand in greeting. |