A wooden building. It's normal sized, and it's not too large. I can see low light shining through the window inside the building. It's probably candle light.
Quickly— I advance. My heart's beating fast as I scout their perimeter. No one's here, no guards or anything.
These guys are really sloppy.
As I get closer to the main door— I hear their voices; low, almost like whispers, but audible.
"The captain really doesn't know when to stop. I know his ideals are good, but the way he's going about them— it's not the the rig—"
"There you go again. You little goody two shoes.. what do you think the snake fang gang exists for in the first place?"
"We used to have ideals! To revolt against the nobles! But now we're no better than them. We're nothing more than ravagers.. look how we messed up that man's house, just because he was a noble. And worse thing, I heard he invested stocks or whatever In the mercenary guild, so what if he reports to them and we become hunted by mercenaries, huh?"
