Night Fall [Open]

[Tsan'lo]

She wasn't dead yet. That confirmed to her that the bandit was either stupid, dropped on his head a lot or just stupid AND dropped on his head a lot when he was but a wee lad. But, she had no way to end his foolish life here. Her weapons were gone, and he could easily kill her if she moved. So she slowly rose up, grunting as she spat blood on the ground. "Mongrel... Mrgh. Next time, I will end you."

With those words, she turned back as she headed for the little girl's body, picking it up. She then looked back, moving over to pick her sword up and place it into it's hold before then beginning to walk away from all the burning. After gaining some good distance from the fire, she buried the girl and her little ragged animal under a tree. No tears, no sound... Just a burial.

Dao

[Dao]

Dao refused to glance away from the retreating form of the woman. He could not be sure if the other Myrmidon would have done something else in retaliation but as her back began to vanish into the darkness granted by the trees, the young man finally gave out an exasperated breath. Disgruntled by the fact that three other men had been slain, having the girl retreat certainly didn't feel like a victory to him. Regardless of the fact, the opponent was gone and no matter how hollow it felt, a win was a win.

Giving a look around the dead men, Dao certainly did not feel like carrying all of their gear back to camp. Unfortunately, they were still in good condition and he didn't want to go around wasting good equipment. Never knew when a misplaced axe would end up saving your life after all. Hefting about some of the heavier weaponry, and bogged down by the greatly unfamiliar weight of 4 different melee weapons on his back, the teenager quietly made his way back towards the centre of the campsite where, even from how far he was currently, everyone seemed to already be celebrating and distributing the goods.

Increasing his pace as much as he could, Dao began to awkwardly jog towards the distribution. Naga Damnit if he were to lose his chance to get a good sword for his efforts.