Time: One Week After Human Arrival
Location: Seaside Park
Interactions: Aurora @mole, Vasco @JJ Doe
Mentions: None
Equipment: Longsword and Plate Armor

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Barrock only heard three things: Rowan and Vasco in danger, River Port Lodge, and a Dark Elf. This got Barrock's blood boiling, and he charged straight for the destination, with his sword in hand, Aurora hopefully behind him.

Did that General returned? Were they here to finish the job? Were both Vasco and Rowan ok? In his head, he worried if he was going to fail again. Was it a mistake to split up both of them? He really wanted to walk a lot faster, but the limp in his leg made it quite difficult.

The door to the Lodge slammed open as a giant green orc barged in to perhaps either terror or annoyance by the staff. Barrock didn't care, he saw the human sitting with a cup of beer in his hand, while Rowan was nowhere insight. Meanwhile, something was on the ground.

Barrock was unimpressed with Vasco's cavalier attitude, but he decided to play with it anyway.

"And here we will party later." He rolled his eyes, turning his attention to the one laying out-cold on the ground. A lizardman, quite tough-looking but didn't seem quite as tough as he looked.

"Are these the General's men?" Barrock lifted the lizard guy up, his eyes on Vasco, but expecting nothing out of him. Maybe Aurora could chime in with any further insights, as the orc was a bit calmer knowing at least Vasco was safe.

Regardless of what either of them said though, Barrock threw the lizardman into a chair, tied him down and headed to the barkeeper, towering over him as if the monster was going to do the same thing to him, but instead left a stack of coin on the table, much more than a simple drink Vasco needed.

"For the trouble." Barrock growled, before heading back to the lizardman. He would wake up soon.

_{T I M E : One Week After Human Arrival
L O C A T I O N : Lodge, Port10
I N T E R A C T I O N S : @JJ Doe
T A G S : @JJ Doe , @Conscripts
E Q U I P M E N T :}




Her footsteps followed quickly behind Barrock’s heavy strides. Her mind’s eye kept replaying the scene and had seen. Partially out of fear, and the other to admire what she was able to see without her true eyes. She felt so shy and much too afraid to say the vision was a gem of its own nature.

The door to the lodge swung open. There was a still in the room that resonated as if something extravagant had just occurred. She could smell the fear that once was and… the scent of alcohol currently being enjoyed. All of this came before Barrock began scolding Vasco.

A strong emotion began budding inside of Aurora. She had felt this before, many times. Although, during those times, she able to qualm the feeling. She had been advised from using it or letting it come to fruition, but right now, there was little to stop it.

“Where is my brother!” Her voice tried to ask gingerly but came out more as a command, as if she had meant to say Tell me where my brother is! Her fists were balled in frustration and tears — not the same ones she showed Barrock earlier — tried not show themselves.

How could Vasco be relaxing at a time like this?

She understood how and why. It was Vasco, but her heart strings were so worried about her brother. The memories of Zara, her blood, her lifeless body, and her spark fading so quickly were looming over her. What would become of her brother? And, did Vasco even care?

Soon, Aurora was shaking. Her anger leaving as soon as it came. It couldn’t last. It never did, and she felt embarrassed it had even erupted. Never mind her anger, her dearest brother was missing. Her poor dear Rowan. He had been lying so limp under the orc.

“I… I saw you… trying to help, Vasco.” Aurora sniffled. Her eyes were downcast, staring into what would have been the wood flooring, if she could see it. “It must have been scary for you… and still is.” She was unsure how much she projecting her own fears onto Vasco, but she hoped and knew, the truth was Vasco somewhere in his own mystery knew what she was referencing.