Clara
Levi Cortez 
Fretasburge, Azarya

Levi released some of the air in his lungs as he let loose the arrow. He trusted the arrow to meet its target, and he crept forward through the snow, watching the arrows arc over him from the figure still standing on the hill. More bandits streamed out of the tents, more than he accounted for. He couldn't take this without using his blade. He tracked through the woods, an arrow nocked, ready to fire. He reached the camp and let the arrow fly, before stowing the bow back on his back and drawing his sword. The dark blade sliced its way through a few bodies before resting in the bloodied carcass of one of the bandits. Levi took a deep breath, calmly assessing his surroundings. The remaining bandit stood in his tracks, and screamed insults before rushing Levi. Levi narrowly avoiding being sliced before slamming the man in the side and knocking the man's dagger away. He grabbed the man and held him in front of a wall, and grinned. "Tell everyone what happened here. Let the world know not to mess with my shipments." Levi said, mentioning the name New Dawn.
Wesley
**Fretasburge,** **Azarya**
**Viviane ** **Reed** 

Viviane let her second arrow go as she dashed forward through the woods. Her feet had to dash over tree roots half-hidden by the snow, so her aim was slightly off. Nevertheless, her second arrow him a man n the arm. He cried out and dropped his weapon. Quick as lightning she had another arrow in his chest. 
 
Viviane would never have been able to fight in close quarters, so instead, she ran in circles arow the camp, letting off arrows at any bandits who got to close. One managed to surprise Viviane, though and caught her off guard. He swung an ax down above her head. Viviane rolled out of the way, throwing her arrows from her quiver. Cat-quick, she was back on her feet. When the ax next swung towards her, she slid back before using the opening that the man attacking had created and slammed into him. He lost his foot on the uneven ground and fell over. In one smooth motion, Viviane picked up a discarded arrow, pulled in back into her bow and loosed it right into the man's face. Painting, she readied another arrow.
Clara
Levi Cortez
Fretasburge, Azarya
Levi watched as the bandit ran off, incoherent screams flowing out of his mouth like water. Levi laughed and sat down in one of the tents, rummaging through all of the supplies. After a while of finding gold and rings, he finally found what he was looking for. A small black box with ornate designs lining the top. It was still sealed closed, so Levi popped it open with the dagger at his waist. Inside laid a small necklace with a simple gold chain, with a very large diamond brooch attached to it. It was obviously very expensive, and Levi inspected it for damage or tampering. 

Nothing seemed off about it. It was still very clean and the clasp that held it was still in working order. Levi put it in one of the pouches at his waist and gathered up the rest of the valuables in the rest of the camp into a large sack, which he fixed to his horse very securely.