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Well, at least he was going to be watched over for a while. she was satisfied with this... for now.

Nodding softly she turned to make her way over to follow Elyssa, moving past her to get get her horse so they can go find this bandit farm.
"Looks like I'll be carrying my own gear" she said to Elyssa, making it uncertain if she was kidding or not.
in reality, she was glad not everyone had to die today, though she didn't think it was going to be the same for the other bandits at the camp.


Yevette looked over to her friend, "its manageable at least. I would prefer that, then let him go and have him cause more harm and get into more trouble."
She folded her arms and looked back down at the bandit. He didn't sound like he really wanted to go along with them though.
"Hush, Bandit, we are talking, you don't know what is best."


Yevette let the other do the dirty work, choosing best not to really pay mind to what was going on, distracted by her robes, or her nails.
They seemed to be getting the information they needed from the second bandit, the one that was not dead now.

She straightened back up once they were finished, and then the question on what was to be done with this bandit.
She raised an eyebrow when Zuri spoke to him, before abruptly stepping forward.
"I think this misguided soul should come with us, so he can learn a -proper- path in life."
She was dead serious.
"Give him to me."
she looked to the Bandit, frowning softly.
She didn't trust this kid to make the right decisions yet.


Eyelids drooped a little as she wore a rather amused smirk on her face after Petro told off the over excited Oleg. She loved it when Petro did that, it was always very entertaining to watch reactions.

She shook her head softly, and made her way over to the other side of the gorund, finding a post to lean on as she watched Elyssa do her thing with the Bandits. hopefully they fell for it.


"Just over there" Yevette told the other female, pointing her to an aria that she had neatly designated for the females in the party, her gear already put away neatly and laid out appropriately.
At the mention of her horse, Yevette's eyes widened a little in realization
"Oh! My horse! I forgot! thank you Elyssa!"
With that she hurried our of the guest house, and over to where her horse was, to put him into the stables, to keep him out of the way for when morning came.


A window at the guest out suddenly flung open, as Yevette pressed her palms down onto the window sill, and leaned forward to look out into the court yard.
"Everything is set up in here!" she announced, before she scanned around for where the others had gone to, jumping in sirprise when the voice of Elyssa came form somewhere next to her, having not caught her coming in.
"Oh, dear, Elyssa."
Heaving a sigh she moved back, "Its fine, I didn't have to much to do, I like this little house."


When her task when suggested to her, Yevette gave a single not, and pushed herself to her feet. "I can do that."
she made a stop by the cart, reaching in and pulling out her pack, mace and bow, hitching them over her shoulder before she turned to make her way over to the guest house to get is prepared the way she wanted it, she would have to optimize its functionality.
"but please no one mess with anything once its set, you know how much that annoys me"


"Whatever you guys decide," she said, now finished with her bread she picked at her fingertips distractedly before lowering her hands onto her lap and looking over at Petro as he got up and left to go take a look around, moving her gaze over to Elyssa.


At this point it was a good idea to let the others throw around their opinions, not only was she to busy with her food to speak for herself, but they seemed to have the gist of what to do covered, She was a healer, not a battle strategist,

an eyebrow raised at the mention of a women with an Ax, sounded like she might be the leader, and another high up on the bandit chain was the crude man in the hood. He didn't sound at all like someone she would want to meet, instead he was just going to be punished for his misdeeds upon these poor honest people.

She made a sharp "Humph" in agreement to her fellow party members.


Yevette couldn't help an amused sort of snort at Elyssa's comment, looking over at the female ranger.
"You've always had the most charming imagination Elyssa." the cleric added with an endearing smile toward her friend.
Bandits were a lowly scum, and what this band was doing to these people was sickening. Yevette ate with more animated anger, ripping off bread and chewing with a soft scowl.


Oh, so they had been mistaken for someone else, that certainly explained the moment of confusion, but upon hearing the problem this village was having with bandits.
Frowning, as an eyebrows twitched into an arch, she nodded when Petro abruptly agreed to lend assistance.
When she was introduced by Vasili she bowed her head gently.

She remained mostly quiet at this moment, since the pleasantries were being taken care of by the other party members, giving her move time to listen, and eat.


Yevette lifted her chin, blinking in surprise, in complete agreement with Elyssa's question.
"I wasn't aware that anyone had, but they know somehow."
She didn't think to much of it as this point, following her friend's lead and shifted her posture to slip out of the cart, brushing a hand over her robes and walking to stand by Elyssa.


Yevette, a young women dressed in cleric robes sat delicately within the donkey pulled cart owned by the party member Vasili, it was certainly much better than walking, and at this particular moment, she didn't care to give the effort to ride her horse either, who was tethered to the back and following at an easy pace.

Dark ashen brown hair was swept from her eyes in a movement with her hand, allowing deep blue eyes a free view of the distant post.
After the travel, the prospect of resting with comfort, food and drink was welcoming.
"Do you see it Elyssa?" The healer looked over to her friend, one finger pointing out to the post in the distance.


NOMNOM