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"I'm free", she said, bewildered. As she sprouted her wings. "You are", he answered, smiling. While hiding all the strings.
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Rich, Hilde and Levi
āGo on, donāt just stand around there Page, we have no idea where to go so I hope you remember where that house was. Get moving!ā Rich gestured towards Levi, rudely cutting off Darius, at which Hilde just rolled her eyes.
Levi began running, clumsily holding his sword in one hand, which only resulted in Rich calling him back under the sound of his clicking tongue. A curt scolding and a bright red face later, Levi strapped the blade to his back instead and took off running again. The other three kept up in a little calmer tempo, speaking things over as Levi thought of where to go.
āBefore the guards attacked, we were trying to arrest the Magi who started the fire- Faran. Not a guy you want to meet. A typical Magi; Dangerous, ruthless and terribly hard to catch. Weāre on our way to try and catch him now andā¦ Bring some justice into his life. I spotted him in the crowd and attacked him, but the bastard set fire to the gallery before I could stop him.ā Hilde muttered, absent-mindedly rubbing a piece of cloth strapped to her belt. āAnd those pathetic guards thought I was the culpritā¦ They should work on their eyesight instead of new weaponry in this townā¦ā She rearranged the shield on her right arm a little- which looked slightly too large for a woman of her height and build.
After some time spent in silence Hilde continued. āNameās Hilde by the way, pleasure and all that.ā She said to Darius, a wry smile on her lips. Then she turned to her companion, gesturing to his chest with the tip of the spear she carried.
āAnd that oversized piece of dirt over there is Rich... Not really though, the nameās ironic. You shouldnāt be so hard on the boy, heās trying the best he can Rich, he's just nervous about this being his first real assignment and all.ā She added, a frown darkening her expression as she turned to her eternal object of irritation, who just shrugged. At first glance he seemed seriously offended, but the twinkle in his eyes showed the obvious truth- He just liked to tease Hilde until her breaking point.
āHey, mind the patient here please. You donāt want Levi to kill himself by falling on his own blade, right? Neither do I, so I explained him a better way to carry his sword. Honestly, I donāt see a problem here. Besides, Iām hardly oversized. And I'm working on the money-thing. You can say a lot about me, but I do keep in shape-ā
Before they could reply to that, a thundering sound echoed through the town. Rich reacted immediately, obviously familiar with the cause.
āCarry-cannonsā¦ Damn. We have to get to the others.ā Without another word, he ran ahead, swiftly chased by the others.
Jeanne Christina Roussin
The sudden shift in Faeās behaviour combined with the outburst of thunder above their heads were enough to set Ris into rapid action. She nodded to Fae, not bothering to come up with an eloquent reply. She didnāt like laying her life -and those of her companions- in the hands of a stranger, but after having spared his, she just hoped he could muster the human decency to do the same for her and not lead them into some sort of trap.
āYou heard him, one minute. Romeo, cover. Dike, stay here in case they take another route. Stay out of sight.ā Both nodded and followed her commands. Dikeās suspicious gaze lingered on Fae for some time, but then wandered to the place on the roof where the soldiers were most likely hiding out.
And off they went. Ris darted through the streets at a recklessly high pace, not even bothering to take out her weapons in her hurry and only half-heartedly trying to stay out of sight by staying close to the buildings. Romeo followed close behind, crossbow kept in hand, watching intently for any sort of movement on the eerily empty streets. He managed to pull Ris back just in time before she ran onto a larger street, where a platoon was just passing through. Fortunately for them, there was a lot of noise in the surrounding area and they managed to sneak back through the way they had come without attracting any attention. While searching for a route to bypass the platoon, Romeo noticed a few huddled figures, hiding out without a direct place to return to like them. With a soft tap on her shoulder, he notified Ris of their presence and quietly but relieved they closed in on the four figures.
āGuys!ā Three happily surprised faces turned her way at the sound of her whispered greeting. Fortunately all of them seemed mostly unharmed andā¦ Somehow they had managed to add another person to their numbers while she wasnāt paying attention for but a moment. The new guy seemed about her height, with clear, curious green eyes and dark-brown hair. He looked a little younger than her, but was most certainly older than Levi. She merely rose an eyebrow at Hilde, looking from her to the new guy. She gave a curt nod. Trustable. She looked at Rich for a second opinion and he nodded as well. Richā judgement of character was often spot-on, and seeing the little time they had, she decided to just trust them for now.
āAlright, anyone with an urge to get to a safe haven, follow after Romeo. We have very little time left.ā And with that, she let Romeo lead the group, making sure sheād come last in the small line of people. She always felt more comfortable being the one with the uncovered back. That way she only had to worry about her own safety.
Jeanne Christina Roussin
Risā smile broadened when Fae carefully reached out for the chocolate. His skittish behaviour reminded her of a little lost puppy, afraid to count on any sort of kindness from humans. She chuckled softly at his comment. Apparently they had had similar thoughts. But why did his attitude feel so familiar? With a pang to her chest she realised she had seen this demeanor before, daily even. Her fatherās servants had regarded her in a similar fashion, especially those who had just had a beating. Even Aleks had always looked at her that way, untilā¦ Risā smile evaporated like snow in the heat of summer as memories took her years back. She almost missed the sounds of boots beating down around and above them. Startled, Ris looked up. Anxious and not looking forward to find out whom all of those boots belonged to. Soldiers most likely, judging from the steady synchronised rhythm.
"I...Don't know what to do. This outburst, caused by Faran...He's shown signs of the revolution...The Thalburn King...He's going to get rid of as much as he can..." Fae muttered, almost more to himself than to Ris.
The latter just stared at him, shocked. She had had no idea how serious this all was. Usually rulers cared little for Rogue Magiās outbursts, especially not when it was in a town as little as Middleseed. Revolution? Why on earth were there so many Thalburn soldiers stationed here in the first place, that seemed way overboard for a town this size, even taking the festival into account. The idea of a revolution brooding would explain that, but how come she hadn't heard of this? And how did Fae fit into all of this? Who was he? A revolutionary? Certainly more than just an innocent man caught up in events, knowing as much as he did. Why did her instincts tell her to trust him then, despite not knowing anything about him? ā¦ And she hadnāt even asked the most important thing, was he a human or a Magi? She had just assumed him to be human due to the loath in his voice when speaking of Faran, but Magi could of course harbour underling contempt just like humans could. Probably.
All of these thoughts ricocheted through her mind, and she couldnāt even answer a single one of her questions. She needed to sit down with this man and ask him all of this over a nice cup of tea. Though with soldiers piling onto the rooftops around them, this hardly seemed like the appropriate time and place for such a thing.
"Look...I know this is sudden and...You've just seen me brutally kill a Thalburn Operator, but...I need a ticket out of this town, not for cowardliness though...There's people who need to hear about this, about the pillaging and signs of hope...Look...If you can promise me that, whether or not you decide to betray me or manipulate me...As long as you can get me to these locations...I'll answer any questions you have about this...about anything...Just, let me have my chance to at least complete one task...You can ask me what you want when we go to a safe location I know. I just need to get to somewhere, or see someone, where I know the information will pass on...Then you can do whatever...Kill me or bugger off with whoever, I couldn't care less..."
Ris clenched her bow tighter, thinking over his hurried- and seemingly desperate request. On one hand, she didnāt know this man and helping him could anger the Thalburn authorities, something nobody should risk for a stranger. On the other, she did want answers to the pile of questions that kept expanding every time he spoke. Besides, Fae was her only lead to find Faran- as well as the large bounty on his head. With a nod, Ris made up her mind.
āAlright, Iām willing to take you along. I'll want to know everything about this 'revolution' of yours as soon as we're safe. Though I canāt make any promises until I speak with my comp-ā She was cut off mid-sentence by a voice calling out behind her. Ris turned fast as the wind, bow in hand, arrow quickly snatched and drawn in one fluid motionā¦ Two figures, obscured by shadows in the alley but clearly with weapons drawn came running towards her. Ris lifted her bow to aim at them- That is, until she recognised the two and put her weapon down.
āRomeo! Dike! I was almost under the impression that Levi would never find you.ā She said, a sigh of relief escaping her. Dike was the first to get to her, smiling to see her unharmed.
āSeems like he did, eh, in the end. We sent him along to get Rich and Hilde as well, shouldnāt take too long. Then again, knowing Levi we might see them again in the next era.ā The tall man laughed loudly and patted her shoulder, an obvious gesture of affection. āI knew youād be fine.ā He said warmly. Then his eyes wandered behind her, widening when they took in the horrific scene. The body and man spattered in blood.
āBy all the bloody godsā¦ What happened here?ā He raised his sword, anger and confusion rapidly taking over. āWhat happened to Faran? Who is this? Explain yourself!ā He demanded from Fae.
āItās alrightā , Ris quickly shushed him, continuing in a calm and hushed tone. āFaran got away, though he is probably still in town for now. Fae here might have some crucial information regarding him and... Other things. For now we should find Rich, Levi and Hilde. There appears to be to be some larger things at stake than Faranās bounty, we should get out of town as soon as possible and Fae appears to have a safe place in mind.ā She said, looking back at Fae for confirmation.
Rich, Hilde and Levi
āMay Faran and you rot in the deepest, darkest- OW, ashtic. Mums, that hurts!ā Rich struggled, cursing in an obscure language as Hilde took off the rings on his left hand and applied some bandages cooled in water to his arm and hand.
āIf you donāt sit still, Iāll hit your head until you do, which Iām totally down for.ā Hilde muttered, working efficiently and turning towards Levi as soon as she was finished. The sight of the red, burned skin and blisters made the boy look a little unsteady but he got a grip of himself.
āWe should really get him to a doctor, thereās only so much I can do with what I have on me.ā Hilde said, rising from her kneeling position and returning the medical supplies she had left to her backpack. āIām fine, Iām fine. Donāt worry so much woman, we donāt have time for visiting a doctor, not with Faran running wildā¦ Though I donāt think Iāll hold Alec for some time to come.ā Rich grumbled, leaning on Levi as he stood up. The thought of being unable to wield one of his blades seemed to bother him the most about this whole situation. Hilde merely looked at him with contempt. She had always made it very clear what she thought of people who named their weapons.
āHey it's your hand. At least have Ris have a look at it. Aaanyways, I think we should thank this man right here for saving us.ā She said, nodding towards Darius. āThanks for that. We should get back to our companions though, feel free to tag along... Whatās your name son?ā
Jeanne Christina Roussin
Forcing herself to ignore the sight of the bloody mess behind him, Ris listened carefully to the man- Faeās explanation. She remaining quiet and unmoving, studying his face and jerky movements while shaky answers flowed from his lips, one by one. He didnāt appear to be lying, Ris decided. Just terribly shocked by his own actions as well as tired and battered from the fight. As she realised that, Ris felt a melting sensation and her expression softened considerably. Despite all the blood covering him, Fae didnĀ“t appear to be a threat. He was obviously way more shocked than her and seemed to be suffering and desperately in need of help. Realising that, she pulled herself together completely.
When he finished his entire explanation, Ris remained silent for a few more moments. While she had an excellent training in many of the commonly spoken languages, she didnāt recognise the words he had spoken. Slowly she unbend her bow, loosely holding it in her left hand and returning the arrow to the quiver on her back. It would only take her a few seconds to grab it again and she felt save enough to take that risk. She took a few steps forward, into the light of a nearby lantern.
āYou can relax, Iām certainly not the sort of person to kill people solely for the sake of killing.ā She said, her voice a lot less stern than before. His explanation had raised far more questions and she hesitated for a moment, wondering with which to startā¦. And if he would even be willing or able to answer more of her questions.
It was obvious that he knew Faran, and that the assassin woman had been after him. A bounty hunter hired by Thalburn? Possible, but that still wouldnāt explain why they had attacked Fae nor did it seem like a Thalburn thing to do, they usually left rogue Magi to be dealt with by others -Like Ris and her group- or send in soldiers of their own rather than hiring a hunter. Then again, she didnāt know much about the dealings of Thalburn officials. Fae certainly seemed to know a lot more, judging from the snippets of information in his somewhat incoherent story. He might spill some more useful information if she kept pushing him now, but looking at the bewildered man āHe couldnāt be older than Rich, though his tousled hair, bruised and blood-spattered face didnāt make it easy to judge- she couldnāt bring herself to act coldly towards him. Slowly she took a few more steps, now within two armsā length.
āIn all honestly, I have a ton of questions Iād love to ask. But Iāll try to remain somewhat pragmatic for now. You said that Thalburn were after you, right? Do you plan on hiding the body? Ah, that would probably be of little use seeing the blood- Should I get you something hot to drink? ... And just for the sake of my burning curiosity, what was the language you spoke just now?ā Her eyes widened slightly as an idea occurred to her. Half a grin came to her face as she reached over her shoulder to her back, into the satchel which she always kept on her person. With a triumphant smile, she took out a small, flat, square bar and held it out for Fae to take.
"Chocolate. If you want. It always manages to inspirit me somewhat.ā She shrugged, her expression somewhat apologetic as she realised how silly she must look. An armed stranger who just now witnessed a brutal instinctive murder, asking questions and offering chocolate... Besides, the chocolate would be a but drop of water on the sizzling plate of traumaā¦ Still, it was better than nothing.
[@DarlitGlitch] I'll edit in a reply to your post tomorrow, but I'm feeling way too tired to come up with another piece now. If you become tired of waiting, feel free to take (some amount of) control over Hilde and Rich. They're only NPC after all. And feel free to shoot me a pm if you want to discuss anything
Jeanne Christina Roussin
Crouching low in the alleyway, Ris held her drawn bow in a firm grip. Despite having experience with hunting rogue Magi for five months now, she still got overly tense whenever a fight was imminent. In the twenty-one years of her life she had hardly any experience fighting humans with an intent to kill. She had fought and killed a decent amount of animals, but that was hardly comparable to fighting another human being. If possible she preferred to deliver their targets beaten but aliveā¦ Faran would however be very unlikely caught without victims falling on either side.
Her throat felt too tight and her breathing too fast, but her senses were also keener, alert to anything. Seconds passed by in an exasperating slow paceā¦ With horror Rin realised she hadnāt checked for other exits out of the house. Faran could easily have left the house through a back entrance without her realising. But it was too late for preparations of that kind without risking exposing an unwatched frontā¦ She softly cursed herself. Relying too much on her fellow hunters was a flaw she would have to get rid of.
It might be better to move in by herself instead of waiting around for Dike and Romeo, she pondered while the seconds slipped away. That door didn't look very strong. But then again, it could very possibly stop a lightweight like her and ramming the door wouldn't be a clever plan if she wanted to remain inconspicuous. Her nerves strangled her throat as she laid an arrow on her bow and tugged at the string. Realising she was holding her breath, Ris forced herself to breath out slowly. Relax, she told herself. In the distance she could still hear people yelling and Ris recognised the sound of water splashing over buckets in nearby streets. Shifting her point of focus back to the house across the alleyway, she heard some muffled voices over the noise in other parts of town.
A loud bang startled her so much she almost dropped her bow. What had happened? If anything the sound reminded her of the fireworks she had often seen and heard at festivalsā¦ Had Faran set off some sort of explosives? Sluggishly Ris gathered her wits. Listening intently, she could clearly hear someone shouting inside the house now. A woman. So Faran wasnāt alone after all. The woman owning the house trapped inside? An accomplice? Another bounty hunter? Ikis may know who was shouting at the hands of the criminal. Ris got up and quietly moved across the alley, up to one of the windows to see if she could loo-
The sudden, unexpected crashing sound of breaking wood startled her so much it froze her to the spot. Two figures came rolling through the mess of splintered wood, pushing one another down and around. One a woman whose face was obscured by a piece of cloth. The other a dark-haired, bearded man who obviously wasnāt Faran. Both were armed and seemed intent on killing the other. It took but a moment to take in this information, but before she could even start to wonder who these two people were or what their role was in all of this, the man had pinned the woman down on the cobblestones. He restrained her with his right arm raised his left hand, clutching a hatchet-
A shrill scream died on Risā lips as the man brought down his arm. Over and over, he raised his arm up, only to plunge it down again into her chest. It didnāt take long for the woman to stop struggling. Her blood pooled around her, spattered on the man, the walls, the splintered pieces of door... Even after her spasms had stopped, the man kept on hackingā¦ Ris couldnāt bring herself to look away, petrified and unable to move away from the sight of this horrific murder. It seemed an eternity before he finally put down his hatched, looking as numb as Ris was feeling.
When he finally looked up, he almost seemed to wake up from a trance. As he looked in her direction, fear gripped hold of her stomach. You could be his next target, fear screamed. Run while you can, instinct shouted. Stay perfectly still, maybe he wonāt notice you in the shadows, reason pleaded. Ignoring all of those feelings, looking into the strangersā dark brown eyes, Ris regained control over her senses. She rapidly raised and steadied her bow, noticing there were spicks of clear red marring the beautiful maple. She took a few steps back and pointed the arrow at the manās face.
āDrop your weapon. Now. Or Iāll put an arrow through your face. Who was she, who are you and where is Faran? Why did you kill her?ā The words tumbled over her lips, she couldnāt stop them quite rightly. She cursed herself for the quiver in her voice and how her eyes kept darting between the body lying next to the man. She could still see his the blade piercing skin as she closed her eyes for but a moment ā¦
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Sorry about the long post, I had some catching up to do with you people's swift posting haha
Jeanne Christina Roussin
The taproom of the Dancing Duck, Middleseedās finest (and only) pub was extraordinary hot and somewhat musty that evening. Small wonder, filled to the brim as it was with sweating bodies and how hot a summerās day it had been. The scent of food and coffee fought the sour smells of sweat and beer, and the air was brimming with loud voices and laughter. Most of these customers had taken a day off, just to be sure not to miss the festival. Bets were being placed on who would be the eveningās best performer, and some were already discussing the pieces that would be performed. Beer and wine had been flowing since early afternoon and everyone seemed to be in a good mood. A festive mood.
One of the obvious exceptions to that rule came walking into the pub just then. A tall, stern-looking fellow with a crossbow strapped to his back. His hair as dark as his expression, brows pushing deep lines into his forehead and lips pressed together firmly. His two companions entered after him, one man broad-shouldered with a weathered face, the other a more refined sort of muscular with blonde hair falling to his shoulders. The two laughed about something and shoved their stern companion into the crowd of people. Hardly anyone bothered with the three newcomers, strangers were expected during a day like today. The only one really giving any reaction of significance was a young chestnut-haired woman sitting next to a teenage boy and blonde woman who were enjoying some drinks. She smiled, waved and called out to the trio. With much effort, elbow work and muffled apologies, the three made their way to the table and somehow managed to find space to sit down.
āGlad you guys could make it, what on earth kept you so long? We took the liberty to order some food, which I hope the budget allows, Dike.ā Ris said smiling, gesturing to a stack of three empty- and three full plates that were crammed together on their table. She looked up at the broad-shouldered man, waiting patiently for an explanation for his tardiness. While the other two started eating, Dike nodded appreciative at the food and started rubbing his beard as he recalled the afternoonās events.
āGuards. More than Iād expect in a lilā town like this, even if itās a festival day. Seems like some Thalburn units are involved. Asked us to get rid of our weapons, looked suspicious they said.ā Dike shrugged as he pulled a plate towards him. āOne did remember seeing our guy, an hour or two before us. Seems you were right about his head start. Thanks to Rich we'd almost stayed there and spent the night in jail instead.ā He added scuffing, earning a muffled cry of protest from Rich who had already started eating. Ris nodded thoughtfully.
āThat adds up to our side, a serving girl remembers seeing him here. Presumably he ate his dinner and went about his business an hour ago. Judging from his display of arrogance in that last town I doubt he has gone into hiding. Which would be an impressive feat in itself in a town as small as this. Heāll be at the festival, probably planning to cause some sort of ruckus. Iāll explain our next steps as soon as you three finish up.ā The others nodded and mumbled some approving words. Ris put her elbows on the table, interlaced her fingers and letting her head rest on top as she stared intently at Rich. āSo tell us, how on earth did you manage find trouble this time Rich?ā
Rich dabbed his mouth with a handkerchief and smirked slightly as he began his story. āAs you all know I respect the law as much as the next person, as I was sure to inform our dear friend Guard. āIāll happily leave my knives with you.ā I even told him.ā He lowered his voice for a dramatic effect, whispering only loud enough for the five others at his table to hear. With a swift movement he took out a knife to illustrate his story, a bemused tone in his voice and a sly grin adorning his face. āThis oneāll fit nicely between your guts, donāt you agree? Maybe itād look better a little lower, around.. Here.ā Both Dike and Levi started laughing loudly as Rich demonstrated on a startled Hilde how he had pricked the guard in places where decent folks shouldnāt be pricked. After being punched in the stomach by Hilde, Rich continued his story slightly out of breath: āOrā¦. Hereās another proposition. I can simply take them with me, eh? Save you.. The trouble of looking after them.' He paled like a ghost and changed his mind about confiscating my daggers fast enough... But how was I to know that pathetic excuse of a guard is the son of some union's leader?"
āThank LemƤ for the miracle of galleons in the right hands then.ā Ris chuckled, leaning back and smiling broadly. āYou and your damned sense of theatre will get us all killed some day.ā Hilde sighed, disapproving lines stretched into her forehead, but a grin made its way to her face as well. āShame itās a music festival. If itād be a competition for the best actor weād have the winner in our midst.ā Dike added with a big smile. They all laughed heartily at, Rich made a mocking bow and even Romeo seemed a little less stern than usual.
After their dinner the group split up, Dike and Romeo would stay behind to keep an eye on the swiftly emptying pub and the main street to make sure their target wouldnāt slip back into town unnoticed while the others were at the festival. Rich protested against the idea of leaveing his comfortable seat "With beautiful view" he had added, winking at one of the serving girls, but he gave up soon enough as he caught eye of Ris her expression. The time for jokes and laughter was over. It was time to hunt.
A shame that she hadnāt been able to bring her violin, Ris pondered as they crossed to the northern side of the nearly abandoned town. Then again, she wouldnāt be allowed to take part in the concert since she wasnāt a union member and besides, the violin case would only get in her way when chasing their mark. She silently promised herself to perform in the next edition of the Concert of the Talof, a nice thought which wouldnāt be likely to become reality.
It was only a short walk but the sun had already set before they found the townās inhabitants, scattered across the grass and on some rough walnut benches. A collection of seemingly important people -or at the very least very rich ones judging by their clothes- had been seated in a colourfully decorated gallery closest to the stage. Despite the enormous crowd, it was fairly silent on the meadow and a beautiful melody could be heard. A drum, several flutes and some instruments Ris couldnāt quite distinguish. Without even noticing it she adjusted her tempo to the music as she walked around, clenching and unclenching her fists. Searching the crowd for a familiar face. There were so many people hereā¦ An applause signified the end of this performance and a jovial man entered the stage, announcing that the next troop would be the sixth act. He said a lot of other things that Ris hardly payed attention to.
Walking around, waiting, checking if the others had noticed their target, watching, listening, checking for anything out of the ordinary. Act seven, eight and nine had slipped by without any progress.
Come on Faran, I donāt have all nightā¦ I need to get a better look at this crowd... Ris thought to herself. The stage had been erected a fair end out of town and she didnāt trust her acrobatic skills enough to try and climb the gallery, which was the tallest structure on the field. The gallery... That might be it! Hurrying her pace, Ris rushed forward as fast as she could without bumping into too many spectators. If Faran was planning something, he would doubtless do so near the stage, drama-queen that he was. And if she was lucky, Ris might just know one of the high-ranking invites and get access to the gallery itself, from which she could observe the crowd more easily. Why hadnāt she thought of that earlier?
Just as the eleventh act was starting, everyone was startled by a loud scream. Within seconds flaming tongues started licking the left side of the gallery and both musicians and spectators began scattering. Panicked screams and shouts filled the air with a horrific new tune. The flames joined in, roaring, devouring the dry grass and gallery not far from where Ris was standing. The bright light made it easy to spot several fighting figures of whom one was unmistakably Hilde with her spear and shield. Rich quickly fell in beside her, fighting none other than Faran, who was setting fire on any who came too close. Ris took out her bow, but in all of the confusion and with the panicking spectators running around it would be impossible to get a clear shot without any innocent bystanders getting hurt. A group of guards appeared under the impression that Hilde and Rich were the culprits, moving in to fight them. Giving up on her bow, Ris took out her knives and darted forward, coming to Hilde and Richā aid who were now busy keeping the guards off' them, shouting how they weren't the ones the guards should be after.
As soon as she spotted Ris, Hilde pointed behind her at the village and boomed over the roaring flames, shouts and colliding metal: "He went that way, I think Levi is on his track. Go Ris, we'll manage here." It took Ris a moment to assess the situation but she soon realised Hilde was right. With a nodd Ris turned around, quickly running along with the crowd in search of Levi.
It took her surprising little time to find the boy, bent over with his hands on his knees, catching his breath in an alleyway. Luckily for them Middleseed wasn't a large town. "Lady Roussin, he went.. Into that house, m'am." The boy said huffing and puffing. Ris lay her hand on his shoulder and nodded respectfully. "Good job Levi, go and find Romeo and Dike as fast as you can and bring them here. I'll need them to break open the door. Understood?" All fatigue seemed forgotten within moments and after some sort of salute the boy darted off. A big smile on his face.
Ris took her time stringing her bow now, watching the house Levi had pointed out for any suspicious movement. It seemed like an ordinary enough house, large enough for a small family like most houses in thise town. But now that she payed close attention she noticed a faint but obviously recent burnmark on the front door. I was clear that this was the house she needed. Ris was tempted to burst in by herself, but the thought that she'd decorate Faran's face with some of her feathers if he would be kind enough to show his face outside that door was satisfying enough for now.
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These npc's are great and accepted!
Ghehe thanks Ish <3 I'll try to get up a post tomorrow or at the very least before Monday evening
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