Steppe Archer felt a sense of relief at the druid's words directed to her, feeling that...maybe, with their powers combined, this quest could be easily resolved without them needing any of these precautions. The nagging feeling in the back of her mind was sated. For now. She also puffed her cheeks out once the lizardman laid his head atop her head, feeling like now she was being treated like a child over her worries. [color=CC6633][b]"Okay..."[/b][/color] she said, resigning that they all were going to be just fine.

The time was now to descend into the shit-smelling depths of the sewers and slay every manner of beast they came across. Thus began the journey of...

[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7z4WJAEG3u8]The Vermin Slayers[/url][/center]

...Of course, nothing necessarily as grandiose as some man some fair time and distance away who made his life's work on goblinoid genocide. These were just rats and bugs. Steppe Archer would bring up the rear, peeking past Druid Girl to see the crossroads ahead of them, a club held in her hands. [color=CC6633][b]"I think we should go West, or whichever way has the shortest path to a dead end. If we get caught off from the exit by a separate swarm, we might be in trouble,"[/b][/color] she said, clearly on edge. [color=CC6633][b]"Where we find rat droppings, we're likely to find the roaches too, so be careful. Though, maybe we can get them to fight one another if we can get you to talk to the rats."[/b][/color]