Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20160708180726/@comment-5999656-20160708235948

Zanipher stood up from where she'd been leaning, arms crossed, against a slanted tree. Her men, too, looked up from their remotes and at the four masked individuals who were threatening them. Four men. Already outnumbered by her own team of six and Hector's mercenaries.

Well, this confirmed that there was definitely activity within the Dragons' radius. The next step would be to assess the purpose of this organization and why, of all places, they'd chosen to establish a remote base in the wild. And the extent of their power, of course.

"Mr. Mettal you're acquainted with these fellows?" Zanipher asked, stepping forward and gesturing at them while facing Hector. She clapped her gloved hands together, and swiveled to glance between the four patchwork soldiers and the Controller-General.

If it had just been her, Zan might have played the act of lost Huntress to lower their guard and weasel her way out, before regrouping in her company's building in the city and organizing a better canvassing of the region with tech from afar. She'd honestly doubted that there would be anything here, hence why she'd taken the effort of coming along in person. It was a slight misstep on her part. But because she was accompanied by so many guards, and in front of Hector who might not understand if she suddenly started acting wimpy, she would have no choice but to be cool.

"Well, that's little of my concern. I hired you and your men to protect us during this expedition, so if you could do so promptly, then we can get moving again. Or.... are you going to make me rescind the money I paid for your services?" She gestured forward again.

"If you keep at least one of them alive for questioning later, that'd be very helpful. I want to know as much as I can about who's camping out here. No, excuse me. The Nine Dragons need to know exactly who poses a threat to their activities in Vale."