Northstar Vale Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things

@Athanasius @Mazatl @Bastian @Eros
lets not do post order but rounds instead, yeah?

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He had plans detailed in his head, of how he wanted to get back, of how he would recover everything he'd lost, but he also knew that days or even months wouldn't be enough to get ready for as much as Bane wanted his life to go back to it's bloody, violent ways. In the meantime he needed to survive, to build up strength, and the only way to do that was teaming up with the right people.

Having crossed paths with Athan had been a gift from the webspinner herself. Bane knew that she'd put him there, right in his way for one good reason, and although he couldn't quite yet comprehend what the hell he was all about or why he cared so much for his boy, Bane could see the benefits of having such a blood-thirsty ally in his fold. The rest, although they had their own particular benefits to Bane's interests, weren't yet as interesting to him. Mazatl was simply useless aside from keeping Athan around, Bastian was weird, too weird for Bane to comprehend, but Bane knew that at some point he would need someone with the madman's knowledge on herbs and medicine so he didn't mind keeping him around and well fed. And then there was the kid. Bane wasn't completely sure what to do with him, but his presence didn't bother him... In fact, Bane had developed a peculiar regard for the child, mirroring Athan's protective behaviors towards his skinny fawn.

Many times had Bane stopped during their journey to evaluate the landscape, looking for potential places to set camp for the time being. He needed a lush place, full of prey and that had strategical advantages in it's location. From the creek he'd lead the party west, into the mountain range looking for higher ground, but the promise of plentiful prey had pulled Bane down to a vale of which he'd found little reason to leave, until he realized how vulnerable they were down there. Enclosed by mountains on all sides, the vale was like a cage in which Bane's pack would be easily surrounded should someone find a reason to do it, and he couldn't afford to put himself in that situation... Not yet.

Eat it quickly, we need to go, he told the child one morning, nudging him roughly out of bed after dropping a beheaded hare next to him. We should settle on higher grounds he suggested, after gathering his company to discuss their options. Bane didn't want to go down south yet, not until he found a way to figure out what influence Blackfeather Woods had over their boundaries, but he was positive they had to find a better place to hang out if he ever wanted to see his plans fulfilled. Down in the vale he felt surrounded, trapped, and that was the last thing he was looking for in a place to settle.

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*rambles indiscriminately*