The witch could go either way. There were stories of her vices and virtues. Her climb was fast and steep, but it was hardly surprising as the Paradise Dawn was becoming known for their monsters. More so after the decline of Sleeping Calamity. There were tales of her ravens and magic, how she even wiped out a village that wronged her. Her fury was easy to garner if one crossed her path, and that was when she was still a Daemon, as now she had somehow returned more demented than ever before. Ro wasn’t pleased with the information he gathered. Not in the case for the safety of his band and his cut, but the fools that riled the rest with dreams of easy money overturned him. Calling them nothing but empty stories to scare the bandit out of the North.
“ You really should hear me out, or maybe get out more and check for yourself. You’re sending these men to their deaths if you don’t plan better. I even heard stories of when she cleared out hideouts before. And that’s just assuming she comes alone!” Ro pleaded with his mates with all that he had but even his patience was waning. And to his relief, they finally heeded him. Temu was pulling back and holding out the operation for the moment, but it would be on Ro to find a job to replace it.
“ Find work isn’t hard for me, it ain’t like I’m green.” Ro spoke with the life returned to him. And he made good on his word. They were fine for some time, so much so that they forgot about those original plans for a while. That was until things became desperate. Their gigs were drying up rapidly, and the safe ones were beginning to get scarce. It was a series of botched jobs by inexperienced men mixed with the growing clutch of the witch in the Woodsea. The band couldn’t find a break and Temu was putting together the plans once more.
“ Listen Temu, you’re gonna have to give it time. We can push through this or move on!” Ro was once again pushing at his wits end. He knew the consequences of the man’s plans, and though the Demon leaves them alone, but this won’t be the case for long.
“ Ro, listen! I understand what you’re saying. But the debt we have to the Scragers must be paid! If we don’t do this, we’re dead anyway, but if we get it right?! If we pull this off‽ Then maybe we could hold them back longer….” Temu was distraught and tired, but he was also set on his plans. The man was at his brink and a solution was needed now. If Ro could not find them another job, then this would be their only route. It was time to see if they could get away with stealing from the witch’s territory.
" You know well enough that there are other options, you've just been set on this place from the start! Really Temu, I can't with you.....Look....I'm sitting this one out. If you guys are gonna take this hit, then someones going to have to protect the hatch while you're gone and I won't be relying on a green to do it..." Ro stood up and gathered himself along with his things. Getting himself ready leave the room and be done with it. But Temu tried to stop him. " Ro! You know it's not like that, and you know Ima need you on this gig. I can't rely on many people to carry their weight on this one and we're gonna need all the guys who know the work to get her done!" He tried to grab for Ro's arm just the moment he was passing through the door, but Ro wasn't having it and shook him off.
" Me on a shit job like that won't make a difference, and when the witch comes knocking on our door for it, that'll be when you need me the most. If you think this is the way to do it fine, dig the graves. But I'll be sure to actually do something practical on my end, see if I can cut into the damage you're racking us up on..."
Ro left, heading for a spot among the mountain only he had known. So that he could be left alone with his thoughts and he mulled over the consequences.
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