24 Vol 1. pt. 24 Patch 5.0: All Your Ship Are Belong To Us (2/2)

”That's a really stupid plan,” Oleander says. ”But, I can make it work. Look.” He takes Fenrir's latest spear and uses it to draw in the sand. He draws the layout of Coastedge as he can remember it, the boats he recalls seeing pulled up onto the beach, where he saw guards standing by, and all other important features surrounding it. With nothing but a spear and sand, Oleander draws a perfect map of Coastedge.

Cassiel has an impressed expression the entire time. The impressed look grows into one of admiration as Oleander fine-tunes Fenrir's plan. It sounded nearly impossible but worth the risk when Fenrir first said it, but now that Oleander is going over the plan, it sounds like the easiest thing in the world to pull off. Oleander's strategy is perfect.

”This is why you're the battle master, Olly,” Fenrir praises him, giving him a few pats on the head between his antlers.

Oleander looks up at Fenrir with a wide smile and closed eyes, pressing his head up into Fenrir's hand.

Serra and Rock both look jealous.

”If we pull this plan off… you guys are going to be the talk of taverns all over. This is the kind of plan that you only see elite guilds pulling off and getting famous for. I've met many who claimed to be master strategists, but this is something else,” Cassiel says.

”I hope we're not. I'd rather not get our names out there for something like this. Hopefully, they're going to be too embarrassed by their defeat to go and tell anybody about what happened,” Fenrir says.

Cassiel shrugs. ”It doesn't really matter as long as I get my revenge.”

”So edgy,” Oleander teases.

”I'm not edgy! They deserve to die for what they did to me!”

”Are you going to thrust your pole in them?”

Cassiel lifts Oleander up by his antlers. She wasn't expecting to hear him moan and look at her with seductive eyes. ”My – my horns are sensitive.”

She drops Oleander.

He looks back at Fenrir to see a thumbs-up. Serra is looking away trying not to let Cassiel hear her giggling.

”By the way, Fenny, we still going out for drinks tomorrow?” Oleander asks.

”It's that time of month already?” Fenrir asks. Oleander replies with an excited nod. ”Then I guess, yeah. Where do you want to go?”

Serra and Cassiel both just sort of look around to stay out of their reality discussion. Rock licks her paws.

”How about we get ramen in Chinatown and then head over to The One-Eyed Pirate? It'd be a fitting place to go to celebrate our upcoming win!”

The two girls – well, the two non-dog girls, both look at the two men when they hear the name of a bar. It isn't just any bar name; it is the name of a bar they are both familiar with.

”That works for me. We going to send pictures to Bone to make him jealous again?”

”Duh.”

Rock looks up between the other two girls and tilts her head.

”Let's go over to your corpse and then wait for Bone to get on. Your stuff should still be where you died, probably,” Fenrir says.

The walk south is uneventful aside from having to hide from a few of Coastedge's inhabitants out hunting crabs. The party makes it to where Fenrir and Oleander died, Oleander manages to grab the leaf-dress that he made himself, and they make it back into the den where Bonekraka is still sleeping.

Oleander only has one problem with all of this, and it's that the oversized leaves making up his dress are beginning to brown. He was originally just going to wear the dress underneath the bark armor, but Oleander being Oleander refuses to wear decaying leaves, so he sticks to only wearing the bark.

Bonekraka immerses into the game to the sight and scent of fish being roasted on a fire just outside of his den.

”About time,” Fenrir says, holding a roasted fish on a stick to Bonekraka.

”Do I need to know plan?” Bonekraka asks, getting right to business.

”Not really. Your job is as simple as ever,” Oleander answers.

”Good.” Bonekraka takes the roasted fish and bites a large chunk out of its side.

”Figured you'd be hungry since your character hasn't eaten for a couple of days. We're going once you're full,” Fenrir explains.

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Cassiel thought she was the most excited about getting revenge on those within Coastedge, but when she sees the faces of Fenrir and Oleander, she realizes that they are much more excited than her. The main difference is that while she is excited about revenge, they are excited out of a sadistic desire to screw other players over with the odds being against them.

These new players to the game are already coming up with strategies to defeat enemies with greater numbers, far more experience, and better equipment. They are doing what none others would be foolish enough to even think about doing, and they couldn't be more excited about it.

Bonekraka finishes his fish, and then three more fish, before finally burping and patting his stomach. ”Ready,” he says.

”Alright, this will be the last act of the brigade,” Fenrir says.

Oleander stands up and salutes. ”Whatever you say, Admiral.”