"Collect as much as you possibly can and remember to tighten the lid on each canister once it full. We won't have this chance again, don't lose any honey!" The group separated themselves out as they pulled canisters from their backpacks to store the honey.
"Orist...do you think we can get away with this?" Elasha wanted this plan to work so badly.
One canister of pure undiluted honey will them bring a substantial sum to their pockets. It can feed their families for the rest of the year.
"It will...that young miss is like all the other nobles we have taken from."
"...but..."
"Elasha, she had us steal from her own clan....twice! By the time she realizes what we have done, there will be no one around for her to blame." Orist patted Elasha on the shoulder before urging her to start collecting the honey.
As people who have done this for a living, they moved around the fields accurately and diligently, never taking too much from one tree.