As the Reclaimers bickered between themselves and worked out the plan they were going to use to take the village by storm, one of the people specifically handling the village stood before one of the buildings, taking a headcount of the people stuffed into the home to make sure none had escaped off to get help. When he decided the number of people was satisfactory, he ordered one of the axe-men to guard the door and dissuade the people of the village from attempting to escape. Taene then strolled over to the bandit leader who was standing in front of the other building containing the captured villagers, barking orders at his men to move faster and to haul loot like their lives depended on it. Likely because they did.

He was a burly man who seemed much more blubbery than he did muscular. At about 7'9", he would be quite intimidating to anyone smaller than him and judging by how his crew reacted to his shouting, that hypothesis would be correct. But after people got past the size of his upper body, what Taene assumed they were looking at next was the large blade carried on his back. Upon reaching the leader's position, Taene attempted to capture his attention as he seemed to be wrapped up in screaming at his crew.

"Sir-" Taene began, but he was very quickly interrupted by the louder man who assumed Taene was one of his run-of-the-mill bandits. "WHAT!? Ah, yes, you. What is it?" He said, scratching the side of his head. The Kindred pinched the bridge of his nose to relax the headache he could feel rumbling through the corridors of his cerebral cortex. "I wanted to know if this was going to take much longer. Eventually we're going to get attacked if we wait here long enough." The bandit leader put his arm around Taene's shoulder and his other arm swept outward towards the sky. "Look, m'boy, this crew is one of the finest in the land! The chances of someone getting the drop on us are closer to none than they are some!" And, at that, the leader let out a hearty laugh. He went back to barking orders almost too fast, as soon as he was done with his little chucklefest.

Taene sighed. "If you insist, sir." With one quick maneuver, he slipped from underneath the leader's arm and walked back to stand in front of the building to reclaim his post, telling the bandit that he can go back to guarding the entrance to the village. His hand ran through the hair of his forehead to the top as he yawned slightly, leaning against the frame of the door of the building. "Can't wait to get paid and then get out of here." Tae blinked his eyes a couple of times to make sure he remained alert, and kept his eyes trained on the sky. Never knew what could come from above, after all.