"But why would I do that when I already have you? You're right you know. I've set fire mines all over. Maybe I'm not even alone. Maybe there's an whole army.," says Fiera with a giggle, "Really, is serving me so onerous? You get a much nicer place than some messy fort. I've already got some of your friends anyways. Less people means more to go around too. And besides. Let's be realistic, where is safe in this time? I'm going to make this place good and proper for proper nobility. That means no bandits, no more abusing citizens and the return of cake. I want my cake, bandits. So you can be part of fixing this with me or part of the fertilizer, unless you've got a better offer than letting you go. So cute. Seriously, what do you get out of banditry that you can't get from me? And if you say freedom, I might get a little annoyed."
She shifted her position a bit, keeping to cover, but knowing they might be trying to track her voice. She went to a lot of trouble taking them down. It'd be nice to have some more manpower to come with it. But eh, she didn't want to keep paying for collars too at this rate.