The next morning, the Bandit King and the men went out to watch the road for merchants. Beverly took it upon herself to organize things. She retrieved a barrel from the raider spoils, setting it upright in the middle of camp. The women then filled it with water from the stream to create a reservoir. Next, she set them to task taking apart the crude shelters they had been using. Organizing them into teams, she had some gathering sticks for the new construction, while others removed the old. They were willing accomplices and seemed to flourish under her guidance. By noon, the beginnings of a decent encampment was built before they sat by the fire for a rest.
“What do you know about the Bandit King?” Beverly asked.
“He’s a soldier,” said Agatha. “Come from up north.”
“Yes,” agreed Beverly,
