Rissle wasn't at all convinced about the effectiveness of a simple raid in forcing the people to turn on each other, stating, "I sincerely doubt there are going to be any mayor inequality other than some minor stealing here and there. It a tiny town after all, there aren't any greedy nobles here backed up by a ton of mean guards! Everyone probably knows eachother, and each guard likely have family in the town, and wouldn't just abandon them! If anything, the guarding force might enstate some sort of marshal law where the people trying to grab more than their fair share might end up on the menu instead, but that's as far as I think we will go with your plan. If we burned everything but the keep, they would all probably just share the remainder of their stockpiles, then leave the town looking for a new home. And worst of all, we would have to moderate ourselves in our feasting, keeping as many villagers alive as possible to keep the ratio of hungry mouths to food high!<br/><br/>Grumbling quite audibly as it looked like the feast of villagers she had been looking forwards to for two weeks now might be cancelled, the shapely ranger kicked the ground in anger, only to calm down again to add, "Well, I should go and see if I can remove the cleric or whatever and get his keys. But just saying, if we really want to bolster our future ranks with cannibalistic village folk, we should just ready a cautious attack on the keep from the outside, while a sizeable force snuck in through the drainage pipe to slaughter or eat as many of the guards and leadership as we could before they noticed us, sounding off a horn to signal the rest of our force to attack if we rouse the sleeping guards. It should force any other villagers to flee to the church, which probably doesn't have a lot of food, theeen we can burn everything down. I don't quite know wether or not the drainage pipe actually is a viable route inside the keep, might check that out later. But I would like a buddy with me to keep me company, just to be on the safe side. For now though, I will go have a look around the church"<br/><br/>Rissle would theb start to walk off in the direction of the village, specifically the church grounds, leaving the final say in their plans to the other chosen. Pulling up her hood as much as she could without looking too suspicious, trying to keep as many villagers from being able to distinguish the features on her face, both as to dissuade anyone from growing interested in the new face around town, and to reduce the risk of getting her face plastered on a wanted poster if a survivor makes it to another town and actually remembers how she looked.