Shela sat there munching away on the piece of meat she had snagged, if one could call it munching. She effectively shoved the entire piece of meat into her mouth and was sitting there chomping away as if she hadn’t eaten in a year; mouth agape for all to see each chew as she masticated the flesh, a wiry grin of pride on her features.  She ignored Sana who was standing to her side trying to burn a whole through her with the angered glare she was shooting the dwarf. 

	As another new comer came by Shela rose a thick brow, wiping her mouth with the palm of her hand. “By my mines, when the last time you ate something? I’ve seen more flesh on an elf than be hanging on that bag of bones of yours,” Shela remarked as she continued to chew, a few pieces of meat flying out of her mouth as she spoke. “Whoops,” she muttered, picking up the pieces that fell on the ground and shoving them back behind her teeth.  Seeing the skeleton hold out his hand to the skinny fellow Shela furrowed her brows. “For fuck sakes, you people not feed anyone around here?” she asked looking around at the group. When Tobias spoke up Sana shifted her glare to him. 

	“It’s called manners!” Sana snapped, stepping over to Epona and in one quick motion picking up her bow and nocking an arrow into place. 

	“Oh hush it stick,” Shela grumbled before looking over towards Tobias. “Pretty face? You ain’t got a beard, full and thick and you call yourself a pretty face. Now, that one over there, he be a piece of meat I wouldn’t mind getting to know,” Shela attempted to say in a sultry voice towards Hugh that ended up sounding more like an orc being raked over hot coals. 

	Sanas eyes narrowed to slits as the dwarf attempted to make a pass at Hugh, a possessive growl passing over her lips as she pulled the string back on her arrow and took aim. “He’s mine bitch,” she hissed, ready to release the arrow at Shelas skull. She was in no mood for this woman in any way, much less her making a pass at [i]her[/i] man. 

	“Touchy, touchy. Fine, he be yours. No loss to me. Maybe if her grew that beard out though I could show him real fun,” Shela said chuckling as she continued to chew her stolen food. “Oh shh, no need for killing, just feed the damn thing and let it be on its way,” Shela said as she watched Tobias flip out at the zombie. “If he be needing brains, you ain’t in no harm.”  She just shrugged after smirking towards Tobias and then looked over towards Derrix and said that the Boar was not hers.

	“Want it back?” Shela asked before opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out, the masticated flesh resting on her thick tongue. “Didn’t think so,” she said with a chuckle before pulling her tongue back and swallowing. “Mighty fine meat, you got talent there who ever cooked this.”

	“How dare you walk into our camp site and just steal our food! This isn’t some free for all buffet you cock knocking ale swiller!” Sana spat.

	“I never swill!” Shela said as she turned her head slowly and narrowed her eyes towards Sana, placing her hand on the hilt of hammer. She was about to draw the weapon and Sana nearly released her arrow as yet another new comer came into the camp. “Well lookie here! Kazuo was it? Names Shela, that be some fine meat if I do say so myself!” she said with glee as she pulled out a large flask and took a long drink before handing it over to Kazuo. “Finest ale this side of the underground,” she said shoving it over to him. 

	“What the fuck is happening?” Sana said confused as she looked over at Fiona. “That’s the last time I sing that fucking song,” she growled.