[color=#1A1A3B][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]                  turned his head slightly, eyes shifting to Ophelia as she spoke, asking him her own question. Blue eyes darkened, his eyes narrowing slightly as a flash of irritation crossed his previously neutral–almost hopeful–features. As he took in Ophelia’s smile–and the coldness behind her eyes–Farren shook his head, his gaze shifting to the street the man had fled down. Yet, before replying, Farren seemed to wrestle with the reality of things, for while he may have initially condemned Victor’s actions–and they had certainly put them at a greater disadvantage–looking back at them with the benefit of experience had him reconsidering. So, rather than an outright condemnation, Farren’s reply was more measured than even he would have initially expected, [color=#1A1A3B][b]“He made a…tactical retreat, likely intending to notify the First Hunter.”[/b][/color]

As he finished the words, he caught a slight shrug from the Shopkeeper, certainly in reply to his earlier question. The reaction elicited a slightly deeper frown from the one he’d already affected, before his features relaxed and he glanced down the central street of the three way intersection. [color=#1A1A3B][b]“Bastard threw my swords,”[/b][/color] he commented idly, squinting to try and pick out the telltale glint of their distinctive metal. He didn’t much fancy traversing the space on his own, not because he was afraid, but because he wasn’t an idiot. While the noise of battle likely would have alerted any nearby beasts and drawn them in, it wasn’t entirely beyond possibility that some had remained in place preferring to ambush their prey rather than risk involving themselves in the melee. Equally possible was the fact that Skinner’s mere presence–and now that of the Moonborn Hunter–might be enough to sufficiently deter any nearby creatures of the night from assailing them.

Farren sighed, glancing back at the Shopkeeper, [color=#1A1A3B][b]“No chance you could just…’summon’ the Blades of Mercy back to you, is there?”[/b][/color] He asked, not sounding at all hopeful.