Cyrdic kicked the leading ratman back, busting its snout with his broad boot. He hauled himself upwards with his two powerful arms, hearing the screeches and inhuman noises of the mutants. He didn't know if it was fortunate or unfortunate that he heard the cries of Goblins deeper within. The Skaven turned, and hissed menacingly at their hated foe. Cyrdic didn't waste time, and hauled himself up one final bit before falling onto the sunlight to hit the ledge hard, the sun turning his dark hair as golden as the treasures he held. 

He coughed and sputtered, and had no real energy left to speak of. One ratman did climb up, but it whimpered at the light of the sun, and was easy pickings for Camilla's fury (and rock), bashing it and sending it falling down with its fighting brethren once more. Cyrdic lay there for many moments, before picking himself up automatically. He never rested unless there was time for it. 

His big chest heaved, and instead of sighing with relief, hugging Camilla, or collapsing, he gave a very blunt. "Let's get the fuck out of here." 
[hr] 

It took them a few hours to make it out of the mountain range. Cyrdic had thankfully led them to one of the thinner passes. Not that it lessened their excitement, it seemed. Soon they made it past the crags and into the wooded foothills, though not within the dark forest proper. Relatively safe, supposedly. 

Cyrdic had caught a few hares, skinned them and spit them over the fire Camilla had made. Finally, they could actually relax their tired selves and reflect on Sigmar knows what that was. "I've never heard of Beastmen underground," he said, turning the spitted hare over the fire. Their treasures laid under piles of leaves and sticks, in case any prying eyes or travelers were about. The sun had dipped down, but not completely. It was a nice afternoon sun. Welcome too, after the darkness. 

Cyrdic took his coat off once more, and placed it over Camilla's shoulders, before plopping his rump down on a log. "Life of a Merc, I guess. Exciting and unexpected." He snorted. "If the pay is always this good, I can get used to it." 
[@Penny]