The guard looked at her and seemed to debate it. "Luv, I'm not supposed to leave the spot unless... Oi, Rags! Get yourself up here, I'm off, see ya!" The man jumped off the watch stage, dropping the bow on the ground there as he strolled towards Marric, a smirk on his face. "Well, allow me then, follow along." As he put an arm around her back, Marric could see Lissu in the bushes, staring a bit timidly, hands ready to cast but it seemed she wasn't sure. Nobody else was showing up, the two men from the fireplace stood close to Marric too but not seeming to plan on following. The man from the archer's spot in turn seeming intent to lead 'her' to the inside of their stronghold.<br/><br/>Didn't exactly look like an old church or anything of the sort, but perhaps the heart of the bandits gathering, it was a sturdy, large building that had obviously weathered a lot during the years.