Moonspear campaign mode

@Drogon

Alya paused as she passed a peculiar scent on her patrol - Vaati's. She'd left it here as she'd crossed back into the territory after meeting with him. How sloppy of her. With a surruptitious glance around the area, Alya rubbed herself against the mark in an attempt to cover it up. The distinct scent of lust that had been mixed with it (and that had become Alya's special brand of perfume, lately) had been rather telling.

But soon enough, the scent was well enough disguised that she worried about it no longer. Besides - even if someone had found it (aside from her sisters, who knew about her liasons), what would they do? Alya was merely trying to save face.

Business concluded, she continued along on her patrol. The valley floor felt much safer with Vaati on their side. The dark wood seemed almost neutralized, and she wasn't worried about Redhawk aggression. If they came, she would meet them - Alya was no child.