Dag looked up at where they'd strung up the previous leader of the dwelling. It was in pathetic shape, she wouldn't let a pig sleep in the shelters that were scattered over the area. It stank and she made a mental note to ensure that whoever she left in charge of this place made sure it got cleaned and at least livable shelters got put up.
She looked up at the dead leader. Daiaman had been his name, she knew he'd raped and pillaged one of her newer and smaller settlements near the border. She would have been content to let him and his scum sit in there little patch of land, then the bastard had gotten greedy or bored and messed with the worst possible person to mess with.
She did not like it when people thought they could trespass, let alone raid a small village with only a small group of three or so guards.
She huffed and went to help her men unload the supplies that would keep the men staying behind fed, hydrated and supplied with weapons. She was leaving behind twenty warriors to protect and improve the dwellings. People who were permanently going to be living there would be there in a few days to start turning the place into a productive part of her empire.
she lifted a sack, of what she assumed was flour, over her shoulder and headed towards the area she had designated safe to store food. It was the cleanest place she could find in the entire dwelling, considering it was the area that livestock had been kept in previously she had little urge to check out the rest of the hell hole, she'd leave that to her men.
She dropped the sack and turned, hearing footsteps approaching.
She grinned and turned to meet startled brown eyes. "How do you always do that?" The woman asked with a smirk.
"Years of practice and acquiring many skills, sister." she pulled the slightly shorter woman into a friendly hug. "How is my nephew?"
Her sister laughed and shoved her elder playfully "More and more like you everyday, he idolizes you"
Dag grinned "Raelin, is this is such a terrible thing? I'll teach him how to start a colt and that will be the extent of what i teach him. I have no wish for little Raelph to have to endure any of this" she gestured around "Soon i will have it all and there will be no need to fight."
"I know sis. His father is content with that as well as Raelph. He loves the horses, so you know, and we are needing to resort to using them more and more frequently as the vehicles are destroyed."
Dag nodded and surveyed the work again. "I have something I need to check on back at camp" She said eying her sisters lightly armored form, weapons of various range and type were hidden all over. "I take it you can handle this lot?"
"Of course." She smiled warmly "I saw that strange creature earlier. What is she, D?"
"Human like us, but different in ways I have yet to discover. I'll be headed back" She patted her sister on the shoulder "Mort!" She called out the name of her servant. "Fetch my horse"
"Right away Dag" The boy said with a grin and took off towards they herd that was just barely visible in the distance. It was not long before he returned leading a large, spirited , pale horse with him. Her horse was big, even by their standards, and they bred their horses to be big,strong and deadly in combat if it was required. Today she had not wanted to risk them without it being necessary, and it hadn't been.
She gave Mort a friendly grin and pulled herself up on the large warhorse, wheeling him around and speeding towards the encampment with speed that put most of their broken down machinery to shame.
It took her less that fifteen minutes to reach the camp, her horse hadn't even broken a sweat and she hopped off him with practiced ease, considering the brute was a good few feet over even her tall frame, it was actually quite a jump. Many of her men, the majority in fact, had to be boosted onto their mounts. She preferred to do it herself, and had perfected the art of jumping on her large horse. She rubbed his neck and tied him up in front of her tent where she could hear the healer moving about inside.
She paused to wonder briefly why she cared if the small pale thing lived, but shoved it aside as her wanting to know more about the unexplored lands to the north. Taking a calming breath to rid the remainder of the battle haze that had settled over her, she stepped inside the cool, dark confines of the cloth tent.
