Chapter One-Hundred Sixteen

Chapter One-Hundred Sixteen

Around sunrise, Yvonne, Teemo, and Aranya go to meet up with Aelara and Ragnar to take a look at the forest and the planned shortcut, so I take a chance to talk with the dwarf through Teemo and see what he thinks about making a move soon.

It takes Teemo most of the walk out to the treeline to explain the basics of the situation, and the dwarf looks contemplative as he takes it all in.

I dinnae envy ya for this one, but Id try t get more info afore attackin. Some sieges can be avoided by a quick attack, but more just fail and lead t a longer fight.

Teemo chuckles at my reply. The Boss says thats the feeling hes getting from Leo, too. Hes just getting antsy about waiting, I think.

Ragnar nods. Aye, hes still young an new t this. Patience is th key to most wars, lad.

I grumble to myself for a few seconds before taking a metaphorical deep breath. Crafting an attack plan is just like crafting anything else: it takes a lot longer than most people think. And it will take even longer when the inexperienced keep second guessing the ones who know more about it. It feels kinda weird that Leo would know more about this kind of thing, but Ragnar taking his side helps reinforce that I just dont know that much about waging war which this kinda is. Its not the grandest war, but its definitely more than just a big fight.

Teemo smiles as he hears me coming to terms with the advice. I think he knew that, but its good to hear it out loud from someone else. Makes it harder to make excuses, heh.

Gee, thanks, Teemo.This chapter made its debut appearance via N0v3lB1n.

Always got your back, Boss, he replies with a grin, deliberately ignoring my sarcasm. I chuckle and try to focus on the delvers, letting Teemo and the party work without me hovering. A watched pot never boils, and me staring through Leos eyes wont make the reports come in any faster. Ill just have to trust him to let me know if anything new develops, or if he gets any ideas about potential gaps in the defenses.

The undead are fortifying a rocky beach, dotted with spires and a reef. Itd be a terrible place to try to launch a boat from, or to try to swim, but as far as defensible positions go, its a dream come true. Or a nightmare, for her and the Captain. She and most of the shark denizens could probably clear them out, but itd take a lot of the Captains resources, and it would be a lot closer than theyd prefer.

Itd also leave the dwellers and the Captain undefended. He has an idea to make it worthwhile, but the risk to the dwellers if it fails is one of the big reasons he hasnt tried it yet. Of course, the risk to the dwellers is also why hes considering it in the first place. They need something to be able to bring the fight to Neverrest and keep the dwellers safe.

When can I return to the enclave?

Speaking of dwellers. The First Mate sighs and changes her route, heading towards the shipwreck, rather than just swimming around it. The merman has been confined there for quite some time now, stuck in the brig with only her and the occasional merfolk to come give him food.

When you tell me what you were doing, swimming away from the group like that, she repeats for what must be the hundredth time.

I thought I saw a big fish, and I wanted to get it, he repeats, sticking to his story. She still doesnt believe him. She sighs and swims lazy laps in front of the window to his cell in the brig.

Which you only happened to spot when I was on the other side of the school that you were supposed to be hunting with the others. What were you really doing, Yendo?

The merman gives her a long look, and she wonders if hell finally give her the truth. She decides to try to bait the hook a bit. We know you did something, Yendo. You slip away on a hunt, and not long after, we start getting raided by Neverrest. I know you wouldnt harm the Captain on purpose, but you must have done something to attract its ire.

Yendo deflates a bit, looking less like the dissenting voice that hes always been, and more like the tired widower that he is. I was after a big fish.

The First Mate sighs and moves to resume her path around the wreck. Hell tell her eventually, she knows. Maybe after the Captain finally deals with Neverrest. She doesnt like the Captains new plan, but she has to admit they wouldnt have much other way to strike back at the cemetery. She nods to herself as she continues her patrol, unaware that the rocks had ears for the conversation.