Listen to them.

As you considered your options, the younger woman got up. You tensed as she started walking. But to your relief, she only walked up to the lake and drank some water from it. She then turned to the older woman.

"Why don't we attack them now?" She asked a little frustrated. "Why wait?"

The older woman smiled.

"Hungry for glory, eh, Veerle?" She sat as she looked intensely at the younger woman. "Because our glorious leader orders so. Because right now, there is not much to take. But in a few days? The village will have finished gathering their yields. The men will be tired after a long time of hard work - the entire village will be celebrating! Unexpecting any attack." She smiled. "Food, supplies, some recruits and a good lie for a night. All of it, ours for the taking." The woman laughed loudly.

"Villagers..." now named Veerle spat. "Why did they even came here, Cressida? If baron decided to invade, he should have sent warriors."

"It's actually Baroness from what I heard." The older woman said as she put her finger on her lips.

"What?" Veerle exclaimed, surprised.

"Apparently, the baron died a sudden ****, and the barony is now under the regency of a widow after him." Cressida shrugged. "Who cares why they came here - the fact is that the Baroness had sent her people to settle on the area that is not hers..." The older woman walked up to the younger one. "It's now up to us, to respond to such an action."