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These people read up on their strategy... this'll prove to be a fun game! Blocking safe forward advancement was a pretty wise move, but it also shows that this camp is at least somewhat permanent I expand my search to looking for installations such as towers for archers and mages, barricades to hinder movement and provide cover, and useful natural terrain features like cliff ledges and stations set up in trees that the Reds can use to their advantage. But, like Sun Tzu wrote, it's important to know how to utilize what you have, and try to trick the opponent out of their advantage or force them into a spot were we have the edge... speaking of... I think to myself as I check to see if the sun is either behind us or behind the camp.

"It doesn't look like it..." I whisper back to Leina. "Attacking like this might be difficult, unless I just nuked the place, but that might not be the best idea."

I begin getting somewhat antsy, wanting terribly to do something, so instead I just look down at Irene.
"Good job, you two. I have randomly placed feathery cat ears on my head right now, two, but they obviously aren't as natural, so they're not as efficient."
I look to Mazurn.
"I'm sure that booze got you in a better mood, huh?" I say with a smile, doing my best not to accompany it with a chuckle.
"If we don't find some good clothes for my human self for when it gets dark, do you think you could...help me again, Mazurn?" I lower my head and shyly smile, trying to think of something else.
"Hey Layla...if there are any needs for distraction making...do you think I could help? I have a great amount of fun making fireballs..."

I turn to Branwen with a smile. "Well, you could distract them, but since you make fire, you'd be perfect for taking out the tents and the barricades. Oh, wait, I guess that could be counted as a distraction." I say in somewhat upbeat voice.
"The enemy mages are what I'm most concerned with, since they might have a spell to chase us out of our trench."

Branwen:
Irene smiles at your praise.

Everyone except Willow:
"She gave them a fake name," Irene whispers. "She said her name is Kisaragi Reaper."

Willow:
"Well, well, well," the general says. "Second daughter of Ghuran, eh? What can you do?"

Everyone:
You hear a loud roar come from the west side of the mountain, where the bulk of the party is. For but a moment, everything becomes still and silent.

Everyone except Willow:
The rocks behind you give a sickening crunch! as something steps on them. Should you turn around, you will see a female dracotaur with sand-colored scales. She stands at roughly nine feet tall, though is quite slim. However, she still looks imposing: a nine-foot-tall creature with four legs ending in clawed paws, arms crossed over her naked breasts, a glint in her eye that says, "Hey, let's play a game." This is clearly not a force to be reckoned with. Rather, this is the force that you should run away from.
Please note that I am assuming that she is nude based on the fact that -taurs are not exactly easy to clothe, and the char sheet does not state that she has armor.

Willow:
"What was that?" the general says, looking around.
Neither of you can see outside the tent.


Sand-Claw:
Before you, in a trench, are eight people: a winged female human cleric, a female neko-mimi assassin, a female tora-mimi assassin, a female anthro cat (looks like a civilian), a female human assassin, a female anthro raven, a male human warrior, and a male human mage. However, they don't look like Red Army goons. But the guys milling around down in the camp do! Maybe these people are on your side?

When he heard the crunch sound, Mazurn quickly turned around, to see a large dracotaur behind us. His typical reaction, usually, would be to run from something so larger then him, but he had to stand tall. He tensed up, ready for anything, and ready to attack at any movement unfavorable.

Willow:
"Curious..." the general says. "But anyway...how easily can you kill someone? That is to say, can you do it quickly?"
You're on the peak of the mountain. You're not in a cave, or anywhere near a cave.

I turn around to see what made the noise. Upon seeing that the source of the noise was a dracotaur, I tense up in fear. Damn... I really wish I had my mask on right about now. I think to myself. I don't say anything, and I know I can't run away since we are in enemy territory, so I do the only thing I can and begin preparing spells, keeping a relaxed posture so that my sleeves conceal the movements of my hands.