Matthew chuckled ripping off some bread for himself as he continued to enjoy the succulent dinner he had prepared with a little help from Silk. "Well Silk I think it's time we got to business, not to say it hasn't been fun chatting and laughing with each other." He said as he cleared the table of plates and carried them back in to the kitchen placing them in the wash pan for later. "We need to discuss who attacked you and your two major options. One we strike back against them after we discover who they are. Two we get you out of the city and move you on in a few days after the heat dies down." He spoke as he walked back into the other room sitting on the edge of the bed pulling off bits or armor plating.

He sighed in relief as his metal boots came off clomped to the floor, his breast plate soon, followed as well as bracers and guards along his legs. He now wore only socks a tunic and baggy pants covered by his long flowing robe as he stood up and stretched. "Get comfortable if you like, you can have the bed to rest in if you need it I'll take the floor and just make a cot." He raised an eyebrow looking at her. "Unless you prefer to share." He shot at her.

"Well start in the basement."Said Zack as he slowly advanced listening intently for any noise as he advanced slowly, well seeking a path down to the basement in this damned dojo."If your friend are following the plan correctly they should be come in here soon." Said Zack as he continued his search slowly and methodically looking for the young innocent child that should of never been sucked into this.

“Well, logically speaking there are only a handful of people who know me well enough to predict my movements so well,” Silk replied, leaning back into the chair, her arms behind her head in a relaxed manner. She looked up at the ceiling and thought for a moment. “Where to start. Let’s see…well, there’s Miss Kotohana, she knows me pretty well and she’s a pretty competent tracker to boot. Though this isn’t how she usually does things. She doesn’t send lackeys or thugs to do her dirty work,” Silk said with no obvious concern or anger in her voice. In fact she looked exceptionally relaxed considering the subject.

“Then there’s Rufus, but he’s far too cowardly to come after me directly, especially after last time. Though he does have reason I suppose, but it’s not like he didn’t bring that mess down on his own head, idiot,” Silk carried on, still staring at the ceiling. She hummed to herself. “Cole could have arranged this I suppose, but why? We get along pretty well. Plus our business never puts us into direct competition. He’d gain nothing by it. Unless he was being paid to. But I still can’t see it.” Silk got her feet and walked over to the nearest window, staring out at the street below. It was then that another person occurred to her, though she wished that it hadn’t. Sometimes ignorance was bliss.

“Isaac?” she said to herself, a sour look on her face. If it was Isaac then this was far more serious than she had initially thought. Who the hell had she pissed off so badly to warrant the attentions of that piece of human filth? She gritted her teeth and mumbled a curse under her breath. Silk caught her host’s reflection in the glass as he started to remove his armour. It was a good thing that her back was too him, lest he catch her expression. She didn’t want to unduly worry him, especially if it turned out to be nothing. “Don’t mind me, you get some rest,” she said in a cheerful voice that ill-suited her expression.

"Yeah right, like I'm going to sleep now. You've got something on your mind, you said Isaac I'm assuming he's bad new in your circle? Besides I'm not trusting you not to sneak out while I sleep, you can rest on the bed if we are resting." He told her as he threw a couple pillows on the floor and grabbed a blanket. "Or you tell me who Isaac is. If not we both sit here waiting for the other to be asleep." He could half read her though she was better at hiding things then most and the Taguel features made him wonder if he was mixing signals or if he was right. He decided to focus on human things he knew. Right now she seemed nervous and worried, that happy go lucky attitude did not match what ever she was thinking about.

Despite searching around everywhere it seemed that there was little trace of the captives. Everyone was either not there or were taken away. Isabelle decided to check out back and they ran into Zaku. Zaku was talking to the people, mostly children and women, who claimed they were taken at knife point by a group of dirty looking men. When Isabelle informed Zaku of the people inside and the lack of other captives Zaku questioned them on where the others were. Zaku was told that they were taken away somewhere where they didn't know something about an abandoned fort they heard the archer talking about. Zaku went over to the bleeding myrmidon and knocked him out before telling Zack he should go tell the Commander of the Guard (Falcon Knight Alexandra) of the event and get the guards to investigate this whole ordeal. Afterward Zaku had Isabelle, who vehemently complained while doing so, tie up and heal the enemy soldiuer they left alive. When asked where the other guy was at Zaku stated he left soon after they arrived saying he wasn't interested in helping any further.

“You heard that huh? Well, I guess I wasn’t really trying to hide it. And no, I won’t tell you who he is. Don’t get mad, it’s not a trust thing. Rather, it’s about knowing too much,” Silk said as she looked toward Matthew, a weak smile underlining the truth of her words. She knew that a keen mind like Matthew’s would not be satisfied with such an answer, that he would want to know more. She moved away from the window, no longer comfortable with her back to it. She threw herself down into a chair and started to rummage through her bag. It was a stalling tactic and she knew it. She sighed. Maybe not the whole story then, but a little, she owed Matthew that much at least.

“He’s…a problem solver, I suppose you could say,” Silk finally decided on saying, leaning back into the chair so that she was left looking up at the ceiling. She narrowed her eyes in bitter memory. “I’ve met him once, I regret every second of it. To say that he is a monster would be an understatement. He’s a vile, despicable man who takes no end of pleasure in toying with human lives. He’s the kind of person who monsters have nightmares about,” she paused for a second before continuing.

“I won’t tell you any more than that because you’re the kind of man who would stop at nothing to help a girl out, right? Well, I don’t want you to. If it turns out to be him then I won’t hesitate to cut all ties with you in a heartbeat. I don’t need any more deaths on my conscience.” And that was all that Silk was prepared to say on the matter. At least for tonight. Leaving the bed for its owner she made herself comfortable under the window, staring up at the ceiling until she fell asleep, her mind consumed by unpleasant memories of several years previous.

Zack nodded to Zaku as he surveyed the handiwork in the back of the Dojo. "I will go inform them, and thank you Isabelle for your help and I'm heading to a tavern afterwards." said Zack as he gave a slight bow to the healer then hooked his equipment to his harness on his back and made for his departure to seek out the Commander of the guard, knowing how corrupt and uncaring the guards of the slums are from first hand experience during his time in the Ylisse military.

After the skirmish with the last bandit outdoors Samuel's urge disappeared. He realized that there was not going to be too much joy in killing if the enemy had run out things to kill. Then when they found out that there were going to be a group of hostages and rescuing. Samuel was here for the kill and nothing more. Now that he had no one left to really kill he didn't want to stay around. "I have something else to do and I've lost interest." He told Zaku before departing the area and heading back into the civilized portion of town. As Samuel made his way back he could not shake that he was forgetting something. River was tied up by the fighting ring. Samantha was off buying her nick-knacks. He still had every piece of equipment so what was it.

"Samuel I just had the oddest adventure." Samantha said as she ran towards her brother. Her blonde curls swayed in the reverse vacuumed air her stride created as she finally came in front of Samuel. "When I was shopping an evil witch transported me to a distant plain. There I freed giant dwarves from the oppression of tiny bunnies. Then they named me queen of eternity before I broke the spell and was brought to a strange bed." She blurted out to her brother. With a blank stare stare Samuel began to open his mouth before he closed it not wanting to say something rude. "Then I sneaked out out of a noisy building and I've been looking for you all day." Grinning Samuel said, "I've been out taking care of a big problem, but its no longer important." He stated. "Big brother, I ran out of money while shopping. Can I have some more." Samuel reached for his coin pouch to realize it was not there. "That's what I forgot." After the whole use my money as a decoy scenario from outside the dojo with the kid came back into his brain.

Isabelle and Zaku after a long walk after a lengthy talk about what why Isabelle was there led to the two entering the inn tired, wary, and acknowledging the fact that they needed to face their big pal Jiro about what the hell they've been up too. Jiro who had been sitting on his butt waiting for the two instantly recognized the two of them and bellowed over to them. "Where the hell have you two been!? I've been waiting here in this god damn inn for hours now you know!" Jiro complained too his two followers as they came in dirty and unclean. "You know I had half a mind to go looking for you little dastards. But then I'd probably miss you and just end up wasting my time. Look just please explain to me why I've been sitting here ordering drinks all day waiting for you instead of looking for employment!?" Jiro demanded of Isabelle and Zaku who had sat down in front of their leader both of them looking tired of the events that had transpired through the day. Zaku was not in the mood to be yelled at but he dealt with it as he always did and Isabelle bent a little under Jiro's tone and tried to eek out a smile. She was a bit confused on all the stuff that happened today especially with that tactician and that Silk girl. Man the whole day for her was just one big train wreck as soon as she met the tactician guy...what was his name again? Mark? Robin? Bob? Who cares anyway they'd probably never meet up again. "Uh sorry Jiro I kinda got wrapped up in a lot of stuff today. More things than I care to admit quite frankly more or less none of them my fault exactly." Isabelle said sheepishly clapping her hands together and bowing her head to Jiro, "Please forgive me I kinda knocked someone out by mistake or something." Isabelle said as Jiro opened his eyes at her but closed them and clasped his hand over his face while Zaku looked at his with disdain.

"And somehow you always end up to fool." Zaku commented as Jiro grasped his shoulder firmly. "Oh no don't think I haven't forgotten about you. What in the name of god damn Naga did you freaking do today after we left the arena?" Jiro said to Zaku as he sighed and explained to Jiro the events of the day leading up to the group of them leaving a little girl in the hands of a soldier and a group of kidnapped prisoners.

"Oh wonderful you two are just so well behaved aren't you? Couldn't you have contacted the god damn authorities? There's DEAD people over there now you little knave! Let's hope Ylisse forgives the murder of thugs." Jiro said as he leaned back on his chair and thought it over. The sooner they got a job the better...they could head to Ferox or they could go back to Valm...but neither of his little pals seemed eager to go east. So that left Ferox but they needed more money NOW so they needed to get a job here to get money to go to Ferox where they could presumably get more money. "Look whatever shit fucking happens we get over it, we get up, and we keep going. We're a family you two. A dysfunctional family but a family none the less you got that? Good then let's get to bed we got a big day in the morning and I don't need you two eating each other alive for who's fault it is you just busted a major problem in this city. If this leaked out the Exalt would be dusted by her people. I don't need Ylisse breaking in half like Plegia." commented Jiro as he got up and went to bed as Isabelle put her face down on the table and groaned. Zaku looked at her pitifully and got up and left without a word. He had enough of today. He wanted to get moving. Isabelle stayed sitting down for another half an hour before finally getting up and heading to bed. The inn was packed and they had to share a room but since they were prepared Jiro stayed in the bed since he paid for it and Zaku and Isabelle were to his left and right in their bedrolls with Isabelle getting Jiro's for extra padding.

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Timeskip - Next Day - 12:00 PM

Jiro and Zaku had woken up early to eat breakfast but it seemed Isabelle had decided to take longer than the two of them and was just waking up now. Zaku had woken up early to use the bathroom and to get something to drink and eat afterward. He was tired but he couldn't really sleep all that well in the small room they had used. It was uncomfortable and it was annoying listening to the man in the room next to them snoring so he just wanted to clear his head. Jiro on the other hand had gotten up an hour ago because he was hungry and the two guys decided to get to talking about what kind of jobs they'd need to do to get a profit once in Ferox. The two of them agreed they paid better than Ylisse and Isabelle wasn't particularly welcomed in the broken state of Plegia being a Naga worshiping cleric from Ylisse. Isabelle had woken up ten minutes ago and had already started working on her makeup that she had bought prior to meeting Silk. A lady needed to look her best after all! That's what mom used to say...on a different subject she hated how shoddy this inn was! You think being closer to the capital would lead to better inns but NO! Of course not! Blah! Isabelle wondered what happened to that lady who ran into her was at and where that Silk woman was at too. Well who knew and really she had different things to worry about!

Zack at morning to the Bugle Call of reveille in the Predawn light and sat up in the bunk in the barrack running through his morning routine as he had done since day one in the Ylisse military and spent the morning running with the recruits. He returned to the barracks and slip on his armor and equipment as he touched the steel lance he was hit by a brief feeling of sadness and joy as the events of the previous day flooded back and the loss of the lance and the feeling of excitement during combat that he was so familiar with, and the questioning long into the night by Falcon Knight Alexandra and his cronies ruining his plan of drinking into the knight. He shook his head expelling the feeling and slid the Lance onto he harness before heading to the mess hall and get a serving of toasted bread and a gray gravy with what he hoped was meat and with the assistance of two tall cups of water he devoured it. Zack over heard some guard speaking of the carnage and death they had found when they went with the Commander to the dojo, Zack grabbed the plate and dropped them into a dish collection pile before departing towards the main gate. Zack left with the noon patrol into the city from the festival need for extra security, he left the patrol group after a couple of blocks walking into the festivals main street looking for something interesting to do.

Silk had woken up early that morning and left Matthew to his slumber. She was not trying to ditch him, in fact with Isaac potentially in town she needed all of the muscle she could lay her hands on. However there were some things that even the hired help didn’t get to know about and so she had left him in his room. She would return, hopefully before he awoke but if not it was no big deal. Of course she had also considered the possibility that he might follow her but that was also of no particular concern. Intelligent and resourceful he was but a criminal he was not, despite his devil may care attitude. The circles she intended to move in would not allow him to follow, assuming he could even keep track of her in the first place.

After several dozen alleyways, bribes and false walls she found her way to what was a common feature in nearly every town throughout the kingdoms of the world. A place known to the law but left well enough, the domain of the information brokers, those people whose business it was to know as much about everything as humanly possible, especially in regard to matters of trade, finance and of course criminality. The kind of person who would know if a contract had been put out on her life. Of course they would not tell her who by, they were professionals with reputations to maintain after all. But they were also business men and were flexible to a point, especially when money was involved. Or even better, information. And Silk had come to trade.



Silk had returned back to Matthew’s room several hours later. He was asleep. As to whether or not he had awoken and tried to follow her she could not say. She lay back down under the window, the early morning light just starting to break over the dark horizon and stared up at the ceiling in thought. She was a little more relaxed now and sleep would better for it. She still lay with her sword at arm’s length however.

The lack of a contract meant that whoever was tailing her had been hired specifically for the job, rather than going through a middleman, which meant that whatever it was that she had done had cut deeply, because that was only something you did when it was personal. That didn’t tell her who was after her of course but it meant that at the very least she wouldn’t be getting jumped at by every two bit crook who just happened to catch sight of her. As to the information about Isaac she could not be sure as to its validity, since that kind of information was something that could be falsified for a price. But it would have been a high one. It was all useful information.



Silk awoke several hours later, the sun already climbing into the sky. It was morning still but already fairly late. She made breakfast from the leftovers from last night while pondering all of her potential courses of action. Chief among them was how to use her new found bodyguard. He was strong and probably a better fighter than her, he was also intelligent, shrewd and a good reader of people. The magic was an added bonus. However he was just one man. Even one as obviously talented and experienced as Mathew would not last very long against Isaac should he decide to make his presence felt far more personally. Even together she feared the inevitable outcome of such a confrontation. Again she recalled the last time she had worked with Isaac and shuddered despite herself. No, fighting him was not an option. So for how the only thing she could do was run. But to where?

As she ate breakfast she had something of an idea and even though it was by no means an award winning scheme it did have some obvious merits. She would make no attempt to run or hide. Instead she would make herself as visible as possible. Even Isaac would not attack her in broad daylight, not directly anyway. The risk to his anonymity was too great. Which meant for now that Silk was going to undertake some honest employment. The thought was not appealing but needs must. With that thought in mind she headed into town.

The two Plegian siblings awoke as the luminous sky began to shine that morning. There was no real option left but to camp just outside the village because it was so late in the day. Samuel didn't complain but his sister kept him up half the night complaining about losing everything. Samuel thought it was more of a girl thing to have material possessions and it was a nice night so why not sleep outside. Well he could tell that his little sibling did not feel the same way about it. "Wake up, Samantha." the young cavalier nudged his sister in the side. "We have to make some money today." He told her. "But dear brother, who lost our gold?" She mocked. "I did." Samuel said with gilt while he strapped his sword to his side. "But we aren't going to change that by complaining all day long." He scolded. "I guess." She said as she strapped her spear onto her back. Each one of them grabbed the reigns of their steed and began making their way toward the village.

Silk sighed dejectedly. Gainful employment loomed and she was not entirely ready to answer that call. Of course it was not as if she had never been honestly employed before, it was just that she had never been employed for particularly long. The longest job she had ever had was at a merchants stall and even then that had lasted only as long as she could stand it, retiring from the profession mere weeks after starting. Along with as much as she could carry of course. Recompense for being patted on the ass every 5 minutes. And now she was back on the jobs market. Only this time she needed something that attracted a far more robust kind of character. For this reason she was checking out the job applications that required a more militant touch.

One such job involved the rescuing of some poor unfortunates that had managed to get themselves abducted or some such lark. The job required trained and seasoned adventurers to come to the rescue of these poor souls whilst dealing with their abductors. All very standard stuff as far as Silk was concerned. Which also made it an ideal choice since it would no doubt draw the very people she was looking for. And if Matthew agreed to come along then all the better. So now all she had to do was wait and see who else took notice. To this end she perched herself of a nearby rooftop that gave her a good view of the immediate area. She hummed to herself as she waited.

Matthew slept in, no it would be better to say he over slept that morning. By the time he had awoken Silk had left and he was checking to make sure most of things were still where he left them. After that he strapped on his armor and left the inn, grabbing a loaf of bread a few noble men gave him a sour look. While innkeeper smiled at the boy, he carried he had was living in two world, belonging to neither. He walked out looking about he saw the town was just starting to recover from the joyous festivals and grand events of the prior day.

Taking a moment he looked around pondering what Silk would do in this situation, the tactician spent longer than felt on the thought then sighed. He came to one of two conclusions, she either did the not so bright thing and ran for it. If she did then Naga be with her, she probably be dead in a ditch somewhere soon unless she'd done the smart think. When being hunted by assassin, surround yourself in public work and legitimate people. He wouldn't approach her if she was just out in open doing real mercenary work, part of the reason why mercenaries are not often assassinated. Most merc's die from being overwhelmed and killed by large groups of enemies, not a great second choice.

With a sigh he headed for the job board and looked around, hopefully she was still near here. She was of course, on a roof after about five minute of less than graceful climbing he arrived on the roof and sat down. "Well your as smart as I thought were. So were going to some honest work? I'm not usually one for work from a job board but I'll make an exception, your an interesting person so I'll tag along." He told her leaning back against the roof top. "So what job are we taking first?" He asked simply.

"Hey Zaku what do you think about the body guard duty?" Jiro asked his compatriot as he shrugged non committed to it just like all the other sections of work. "Oh come on you know I can't take a job without you guys understanding the details behind it." Jiro grumbled as he put his head on the table. "It's not my fault that you insist on bringing Isabelle along for every little thing. It limits what we can do significantly. Clerics are always a pain because they can't defend themselves." Zaku grumbled as he took a drink of water. Jiro countered by saying that Isabelle wasn't as helpless as she looked and she always knew how to save them if either of them were near death. The mere fact that she was a cleric was only a hindrance because Zaku was biased against magic. Zaku didn't argue much at all besides it wasn't some deep hidden mystical secret. "Besides weren't you the one who decided of your own volition to go save a little girl yesterday? Not that I'm blaming you kid but that's the sort of deal that gets you mugged by a professional mugger using his daughter as a helper. But I wasn't there so I won't judge ya." Jiro continued as Zaku stayed silent. "FINE be that way Zaku I'm going to go and get to the bounty board find us a reputable job. You stay here and whisper sweet nothings to a waitress or Isabelle like you tend to do." Jiro said as Zaku struggled with the urge not to strangle his leader.

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The crowds outside were dispersing as most of the festival things were coming to a close at the end of the day and most of the business would finished up just in time for some of the mages to use their magic for a fire show where they performed in front of the crowd using fire magic. It was as close to flashy as they could get. It was days like this that the carnival crew enjoyed the most. It was on their break that Dominic and Nicole decided they'd head over to get something to eat when they came across a face from yesterday. "Well I'll be darned hey aren't you that tactician from yesterday?" said Nicole as she suddenly wandered up to Silk and Matthew. Dominic said nothing and did nothing but chew on his tobacco leaf and stare at the two of them. Dominic wore purple steel armor and brandished an axe while Nicole stood without her bow and was wearing a short skirt and a yellow shirt with buttons. "So this your girl friend or did you pick up a nice lady friend? Just messin' with you guys. Dom and I were on our way to eat. By the way did you hear those monks from yesterday got beat pretty bad."

Zack finished eating his after noon lunch well watching merchants preparing to leave with the end of the festivities, from a small bench in front of a shop he looked to it his wallet seeing it was light." Well i guess it is time to earn some money." said Zack to no one in particular as he arose and reattached his equipment to his harness and mixed began his march to find work. "I wonder what the people from yesterday are doing."thought Zack as he finally found the job board."People need rescuing I'm in." said Zack as he read the info memorizing and then took a seat against the wall waiting for the rest of the mercenaries to arrive to take the job on.

"Brother! Brother! Brother!" Samantha darted at her sibling sitting on a park bench hunched over his sword. Samuel looked up at her with an irritated and cranky look. It is true the Samantha could be energetic at any point of the day but Samuel woke up cranky if he did not have a proper breakfast. In fact he would be even more unbearable to be around like this towards strangers. The fact they had found no way to make money Samuel wasn't going to have breakfast anytime soon. "Look I found something awesome." His sister cheered with her hands pumping up and down. "So don't go and be down in the mud like a little frog before you croak." She pestered at him. "Dear sister, I would like to meet the man who can make me croak on my worst day." He snapped back. "Well if your okay with starving to death I'll leave." She turned around as her brother grabbed her shoulder. "Wait. What did you find?"The young cavalier almost begged his sibling. "Oh, its just a simple bounty board. Get the kill and they pay you." Samantha said while waving her arm over her head. With that the color seemed to return to Samuel's face. It is as if the situation turned from hopeless to hope in a second. He had seen the end of the tunnel and it was full of life. Well more death but death gave his life meaning so he could call it life. "I'm in." He said as he grabbed the steeds and followed his sister towards a pub.

“I know right? Isn’t it just terribly? When a beautiful woman such as myself is reduced to…honest labour,” Silk replied roguishly to Matthew. However before she could continue she heard the sound of approaching footsteps, her ears twitching in response and turning towards the sound. Her eyes followed soon enough. She smiled charmingly as the two strangers approached the two of them, or to be more specific Mathew, whom they clearly knew to some varying degree. Silk saw the opportunity for some fun and lacked the resolve to let it slide by. She suddenly looked angry and affronted, placing herself between Matthew and the woman.

“Girlfriend? Girlfriend!? What’s all this talk about a girlfriend!?” she said in a huff, her hands planted firmly on her hips in a defiant fashion. “I’ll have you know that I’m his wife! See!?” Silk said, showing her hand which now had a ring of some considerable value on her wedding finger. As to when the ring found its way there no one could say. Silk’s expression lightened from a scowl into a beautiful smile, a blush finding its way to her cheeks. She suddenly looked so very bashful and innocent.

“He was so heroic. There I was, alone and scared, lots of evil brutish thugs out to hurt me. And then out of nowhere Matthew appeared. He saved me without sparing a thought to his own safety! And then he swept me up in his arms and carried me away. Ah, it was so romantic, how could a girl refuse he got down on one knee and proposed, then and there. It was love at first sight, my prince charming,” Silk spoke with conviction, her talent as a confidence trickster showing through. It might have even been believable had it not been for the growing smirk and that ended in full blown laughter toward the end. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself.”

Matthew had been about to speak when Silk cut him off with her little prank. He kept a straight-face, blushing a little as any modest hero would when a women speaks well of them. He'd been already to join on the game but she told the truth and he returned to his normal come hell or high water attitude. "Not my girlfriend or wife, she's a friend and current business partner." He said cracking a grin as he got down beside Nicole.

"Oh and I was with the group that took out the monks." He said holding a fireball in his hand smirking as it reflected in his eyes. He put out the flame with simple closing of his hand giving a soft grin. "Anima magic beats light any day and monk's really aren't that tough once your in close. So I found a couple of though swordsmen and we split the prize money." He said leaning put against stone wall with a sigh, his plate armor shifting loudly. "I'm surprised you remembered me Nicole, so whose the big guy?" He asked with his usually half smart ass, half charming grin. He might not be as good as Silk but he could use Charisma when he wanted to.

"I'm a wyvern rider if you must know." Dominic said plainly as he eyed the tactician looking him over like a piece of meat. He didn't trust his sort. People like him were only around when you needed someone devious. Never there when you actually needed them. But that wasn't the point. "Well crap that's one heck of a stupid story if I do say so myself. Fairy tales and showboating may not seem like something a circus guard wouldn't like but I ain't into that sorta stuff. Sorry for the blunt honesty. But yeah this is Dominic. You know that guy with the wyvern from yesterday's show you liked so much? Whatever it won't hurt his feelings if you don't." Nicole said with a grin. Dominic grumbled at being displayed like a puppet. "'Dem monks must've either had an lucky ass streak or they've must have fought a lot of punks if you managed to beat 'em. Either way good job. You earned that victory I'm sure." Nicole said as suddenly Dominic turned around suddenly as he came face to face with Jiro who looked at him and grabbed his hand. "Chill big guy I'm just passing through do you have to be that way?" Jiro grumbled as he held the man's axe hand. "Besides...I'm a sword user I got an advantage on punks like you now step off." Jiro commented as he let go of Dominic. And looked over to the two others. He instantly recognized the snot nosed little tactician who got his feelings hurt by a simple comment yesterday and a girl whom he'd figured was a lot more dirty than she appeared. "So yeah Matt mind moving? I've got a job I need to find and I can't see it through your robes and you little friend." Jiro said tiredly as he yawned and scratched his chin.