Selenia got comfortable in her perch and waited, the noise only got louder as the sun set so she got down from the tree and set several warning traps around the area then went to sleep in the branch after camouflaging the position, she figured these were the types of people who drank through the night and slept most of the day and such people are easier targets when they are sleeping.

After lightly sleeping for several hours she found the sun starting to light up the horizon and knew she needed to hurry if she wanted to use the darkness as cover, it seemed the stress had gotten to her more than she thought and caused her to oversleep, she promised herself to get more rest after this when she found some place safe prompting memories of the dungeon, she never thought of much before, but the dungeon actually made her feel safe, there is nothing better to keep you safe than hundreds of deadly traps and monsters she giggled to herself.

During her absent thoughts, she scouted all the guards and found most of them asleep or paying so little attention that it didn't matter that they were awake, Selenia was almost tempted to go through the most diligent guards just for the added difficulty, but thought better of it after thinking about how underestimating the rogue allowed him to escape.

Selenia crept up the cliff face with the added agility and grip her armor granted her, the boots sound dampening magic allowed her to silently reach the top and use a dagger to dispatch the two guards silently, after glancing around for any immediate threats she decided to do this properly so she could get what she needed even if it would take longer.

The bodies posed a problem if she wanted to remain in camp anonymously for long, she found some rope near a worn down ledge nearby that they probably used to go down the plateau, she tied the rope to the feet of the two men then wound the rope around a tree near the edge of the cliff and the slowly lowered them both down, using the bodies to counterweight each other at the end made things simpler and faster, she would normally just drop them off the cliff, but it was not high enough for the bodies to hit the ground without being heard around the camp.

After glancing down she grinned at her own handiwork and thought of a certain dungeon who would enjoy the spectacle then continued into the camp, it was now almost dawn so the darkness would not hide her for much longer, she covered her armor with the cloak as much as possible and quickly climbed the largest tree she could find on the plateau, then scrambled back down as silently as possible after scouting the campsite.

There were roughly two dozen tents and the larger one with a small stable for the few horses they owned and the leader to live in, Salenia frowned, the small group of bandits would be a tight nit group and would figure out if someone went missing quite quickly, so she could not poison their wine and wait like she had prepared to do.

A gust of wind blew past her face blowing the hood about slightly, an idea suddenly came to her and she hurriedly tried to recall where the more diligent guards kept watch from, moments later she was hurrying towards the guard station, the sun was steadily rising causing the sky to brighten and lessened her time to act.

Once she arrived and slowed her steps to catch her breath, the two guards were scanning the treeline below while chatting casually, Salenia scowled at the fools who did not even set one trap or have anyone watching anywhere other than below the plateau, snap she stepped onto a stick and the boots could only muffle the sound of her steps not what she stepped on.

The guards started to turn thinking it was the next shift here to relieve them, Selenia thought "fucking stupid stupid!" as she reached into her belt and pulled two throwing daggers and simultaneously threw them at the guards in one swift motion, the guards fell off their chairs grasping at the daggers lodged into their throats, one started to reach for something but was swiftly cut down by Selenia, she had to compliment his tenacity rather than his intelligence when she spotted a small fire gem on the table just out of reach, if he had crushed that the sound would have attracted the entire bandit group.

Selenia retrieved her throwing daggers and half sprinted towards the last group of guards, these guards were sound asleep when she arrived so she checked them for any alarm tools, then slit their throats with the throwing daggers in her hands, with the perimeter cleared she half ran making sure to stay hidden in bushes and trees but at a more leisurely pace this time.

Once she arrived at the western section of the plateau she once again climbed the largest tree around, using the trunk to hide herself as best she could Selenia unwrapped a small package the size of a fist releasing a fine dust that was soon carried on the wind towards the camp, She had made several poisons on the way with local plants to deal with the bandits, the spacial bag on her waist allowed her to carry absurd amounts of many different poisons safely.

The bandits in the camp slept soundly until they were woken up by one of the bandits coughing like he was trying to remove a lung the hard way, someone else remarked "whats that smell", most of the other bandits sniffed the air but found nothing out of the ordinary, the thick smell of sweat and booze covered up the scent of poison quite well to all but the keenest nose, soon more bandits started to violently cough, some found blood on their hands afterwards, someone yelled "we have been poisoned" causing mass panic.

Salenia watched them from afar as they interrogated the man who brought the wine last, and a few others looked for the antidotes for the poison, the leader quickly awoke from the ruckus and exited his tent, he was a man who was easily six foot tall and had arms as thick as tree trunks, he saw the commotion and frowned, after hearing what was going on from one of his slowly pailing subordinate he frowned and thought "I drank the wine too, but I am fine, it's too bad the kid has already lost most of his fingers or else I would be bothered to save him", he went back into the tent and came out with a longsword that was obviously too small for him, however, it gave off a soft blue light so everyone who saw it would know it was a quality sword, no one knew where he obtained it from and most rumors stated that he stole it from some noble he killed before he moved north.

Once he returned he sliced the head off the man being interrogated that was missing most of his fingers already to quell the unrest, then told everyone to go to the stash and drink some antidotes for the poison, the group immediately rushed off as far as their sickly legs could take them and uncovered a hidden cave of the groups loot.

Most of the loot was simple wine and food, only a small amount contained gold and jewels, the men ignored the gold and went straight for the medical supplies, they were sent into coughing fits again after drinking the potion too fast, but felt immediately better, once they felt better they eyed the gold, however, they thought better of it when they thought about it, there was likely a snitch amongst them, someone who would sell out anyone who took something to the boss for the promise of wealth, the ones who worked for the boss the longest knew better than to think the boss would reward anyone what they were worth because he was such a greedy bastard that made most bandits look likes saints in comparison, and even if he did reward them they would find themselves dead sooner rather than later, either from the other bandits that don't appreciate snitches, or the boss himself as he doesn't appreciate unloyal subordinates living for long.

The few bandits still above ground that had antidotes on them started showing their boss with praise for his wise and decisive actions, when suddenly the bandits started coughing again, this time they bled from their seven orifices too, the boss watched on in horror as his subordinates died horrible deaths even after they took antidotes.

He began checking his body for signs of poison and found none then he heard a feminine voice from behind him, "relax, I didn't want to affect the horses next to your tent so I made sure the poison did not reach you"

"what did you do to my men bitch" the man growled as he searched for the owner of the voice.

Selenia came out from behind a tent and replied "I gave them a little poison that's all"

He saw a small figure come out but could only see a green cloak that covered the woman, he raised his and took a stance that was ready to sprint at her the moment she started to talk, so she would have trouble changing the word into a chant, he asked "if it was only poison then why didn't the antidote work", he knew full well why they failed to work, high-level poisons won't be cured by cheap antidotes after all.

Selenia saw his actions and almost laughed as she replied "that's the problem with using locally made antidotes, any poison master can tell what is in them and make something that would not be affected by its contents--" the man charged her the moment she started to reply and she just stood there continuing to answer the question, however once he got close enough her cloak burst outwards revealing her plate armor surprising the man, he thought she was a caster from the small figure and there were no ridges on the cloak giving away armor, it turns out that the armor is a full suit that is perfectly fitted so her silhouette did not change thus causing the confusion, the moment he hesitated Selenia drew her blade in a fluid motion and removed his arms and head in a single motion, he did not have time to recover from his absurd stance from sprinting at full throttle to get to an imaginary mage.

Once she finished cleaning her equipment she started to gather the belongings of the bandits, the spacial bag allowed her to take all of the bandits loot and she also replaced her sword with the bandit leaders, the sword was worse than her old one but people that were close to her could recognise the sword so she had to put it into her storage for the time being, looting the bloodied corpses of the bandits was quite uncomfortable for her, Selenia would rather skin a dozen beasts than loot a single one of these disgusting men.

After finishing looting she took the best horse she could find and rode it down the badly constructed ramp the bandits had constructed for the horses then began her journey as the wind blew through her hair and the sun warmed the right side of her face.