Camilla gripped Cydric's forearms and he lifted her onto the low wall with ease. She gazed around the interior of the tower with interest. It was largely a tumbledown of old stonework with the skeleton of a stairway that led up to the little of the first floor that remained. The destruction was clearly old given the moss on the rocks and the birds nests tucked into small openings in the stone work. Providentially that  place they had climbed was the lowest point of the tower  with a waist high wall running for several feet in both directions before climbing slightly. It would be difficult for beastmen to climb up and flank them, but it wouldn't be impossible. Cydric's impromptu barricade was certainly making the situation better.

Camilla wondered if they could eat the birds eggs if the were stuck here for any length of time but dismissed the notion. Exhaustion would be as lethal as hunger and would take them long before they starved to death. Obediently she reviewed both pistols and reloaded hers, she hadn't had a chance since she had blown off that strange warriors hand a life time ago. She lay powder and shot out. She had about ten premade cartridges and maybe enough loose powder for another ten rounds.

Taking her lead from Cydric she grabbed a dozen rocks about the size of her head, figuring to hurl them down on would be attackers. There was fallen structural timber in the center of the tower and several pieces of unidentifiable furniture which had been smashed to kindling during the collapse, she gathered as much wood as she could manage an impressive pile and still not all the timber available. She looked at  the pile of equipment critically. It didn't look like much to defend a tower with.

[b]"It's a shame we don't have some oil to boil, Its a lot to ask I know but I'm a traditionalist,"[/b] she quipped, a little lamely. Cydric snorted and lay another rock, sweat was running down him now but the crumbling doorway was well and truly blocked, only the tumbledown on the wall provided much in the way of an opening. 

Cydric lifted another rock by Camilla touched him gently on the arm.

[b]"Rest,"[/b] she said softly, [b]"A week of piling up rocks wont do more than you have already done."[/b] She passed him a water skin and he drank thirstily. As he set the skin down she went over to him and slipped her arms around his waist, laying her cheek against his chest. She felt his powerful arms wrap around her and she just stood there for a long moment. Eventually she looked up at his bluff face strong and determined and smiled, stretching up slightly to kiss him on the lips. Naturally at that exact moment the howl of a beastman split the air. Camilla actually laughed at the timing.

[b]"No rest,"[/b] she said with a smile, [b]"for the wicked."[/b]
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