Satisfied with Penelope's silence, the leader now turned his attention to Crow. "I suppose I can bother to give you that answer... It's our temporary camp. You see, it's been a very long and diffcult task tracking you people down. Finding the right time to strike isn't exactly easy either. I think you'll agree that we have a rather nice setup despite it all though." He spoke with a pride of a nobleman. Penelope narrowed her eyes at him. 

"Anyways, you'll see what I mean soon enough. It's not that far afterall." He added before picking up his pace again and returning to the front of the group. In the distance, Penelope could make out a few other figures of people wandering about past the forest trees. She figured that was the camp that they spoke of. 

It wasn't long before the group reached the camp. It was rather simple but heavily supplied. As Penelope had guessed, these people were not of lower class. With their arrogance, battle skills, and supplies, it was clear to see that they were well funded. A large firepit was at the very heart fo the camp but was not yet lit. Looking around further she spotted the place where William and Abraxas were chained up. Both seemed to have taken a rather good beating. William had a dignified and vicious look in his gaze while Abraxas seemed more tamed. There was a sense of relief that washed over Penelope now that she knew her comrades were still alive. It was then that her gaze became slightly more observant. It was time to come up with a way out of this mess.

"Well now, welcome to our humble abode." The man announced with false warmth as he turned on his heels to face them again. "I suppose we should start with reuniting you with your friends now shouldn't we?" His eyes gleamed as they swept over the two. "Please, make yourself at home before we get down to business."