In less than fifteen minutes, Wilhelm arrived with the rest of the party. They huddled in close to keep their stealthy advantage.
“Alright.” Aden whispered. “I’ve only counted two of them but there are four tents. Including our sleeping friend here, there could be anywhere from four to eight. Depending on the sleeping arrangements.”
Talon scratched his head, “How do we want to go about this then?”
“Well, we need to be careful. They have Stevie and Le’Hennessy-” Aden started.
“THAT’S ALL I NEED!” Barb darted towards the enemy camp without wasting a moment.
Aden reached out to stop her, but nothing was going to get in her way. “Fuck me, Barb.”
They all began chasing after her, adapting to the new gameplan. Talon dawdled behind the group. Before he could make it over the hill, the orc had awoken and dragged him behind. Before he could shout to the rest of his team, the orc covered his mouth with his hand.
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Stevie looked up from the middle of the camp where he and Le’Hennessy were detained, Barb came charging down the hill. Behind her was the rest of the party, except for Talon.
Stevie’s eyes filled with tears, “They came back for us!”
“Relax, kid. It’s only been a few hours.” Le’Hennessy chuckled.
Before Barb could get inside the camp, the whaleman tackled her from out of nowhere. He was larger than anyone had realized from up close. Sun Walker jumped on his back, attempting to choke his thick neck. Wilhelm conjured a spell, preparing to attack the whaleman. Before he could release it, a pink bubble struck him in the chest, knocking him onto his back.
Wilhelm was torn between figuring out where the bubble came from and what kind of magic it was. Another bubble came towards Aden, he promptly popped it with the tip of his blade and continued on towards their imprisoned friends.
Wilhelm bounced up, a pink haired girl who looked around Stevie’s age stood across from him.
“Hiya!” She snapped her gum with an expression that he couldn’t decipher as friendliness or flirting.
As Aden approached the hostages, a handsome man came from one of the tents. He immediately swung his sword towards the man who effortlessly blocked it with a rapier.
The handsome man chuckled, “I take it you’re the boss?”

