The younger elven archers immediately started to gather up their gear. They had wanted to go on a hunting trip for a while, but the forest was deemed too dangerous with the purple slimes around. With the main slime defeated and the enforcers patrolling for any remnants, they had a chance. "We just need to go and get the permission from an enforcer commander before we leave, they have a guard station near the usual hunting trails." One of the elves chided as they put arrow after arrow in to their quiver.
"That's fine, I approve it." The movement stopped as all eyes rested on sierra. "I may be the guard of our guest and also their guide, but I am an enforcer commander none the less." She sounded a little prideful of the position.
