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Luke took a look at Mobius, now dressed in his armor and ready for anything. "Now you look like a mercenary." he said with a friendly smile on his face. He walked out of the Inn with Mobius and was greeted by the sun that woke him up in the morning. After looking around for a few seconds, Luke spotted the hooded man and the Elf by a cherry blossom tree. He began to approach them, waiting for their conversation to end before talking. "Any chance that you two are going to Aoli?" Luke spoke with a friendly tone. "Me and my new acquaintance here are heading there." He nodded towards Mobius, introducing him.
I guess a little company wouldn't hurt... Luke thought. "Thanks i really appreciate it." He said to Mobius. "Oh this old thing?" Luke took his blade, still in it's scabbard, and showed the full thing to Mobius. It was the last sword used by his father before he passed away. After finding it, Luke modified it so he could use it more easily by replacing it's iron covering with silver to make it more conductive with his Volt Thaume. His father fought with Eflame Thaume so the sword was already modified to excel with fire-based Artes. "It's nothing special.." Luke said as he put the sheath back on his side, the cloak hiding it perfectly.

He extended his arm towards the exit, signaling that he'd like to continue their conversation on the road. "I suppose we could find others to travel with. Maybe the Elf from before is going the same destination as us." Luke said as he walked towards the exit. "As a mercenary I'm sure you'd like a payment for this journey." Luke took out the same sack of money he intended to pay the pink-haired Elf back with and showed it to Mobius.
Bleh, was busy all weekend. But it's Spring Break now! I'll get to a post.
Luke pocketed his sack of money and watched as the elf left the Inn. The hooded man walked passed Luke and he could see another glimpse inside his hood, though all he saw was darkness. Guess I was just seeing things... After they departed another person from yesterday's incident rushed into the lobby, picking up a letter then proceeding to the exit. All that was left was Luke and the man with the shield-gauntlet. "I'm just touring the place. This is my first time in Sord." Luke answered the man. An easy lie to hide his affiliation with the Zenterr military. Speaking of which...what was my destination again? Luke was on his way to Aoli before getting side tracked by the burning temple. "I plan on traveling to Aoli, but I don't know which way to go.." Of course he really knew where to go, but he's just making his illusion of being a tourist more convincing. "Do you know where it is? Oh where are my manners, my name is Lucas. But people call me Luke." The crimson-haired man gave a smile and loosened up his cloak to shake his hand, revealing his sword.
"Oh it was no problem." Luke replied to the Elf while reaching in his pockets for money. He pulled out a sack of Gald containing the amount needed for a night stay at the Inn. "I just wanted to repay you for my room." As he talked to the Elf, a hooded man approached them from the side, greeting them. Luke assumed it was one of the people that were with the Elf last night, however the man's face seemed different then....'normal'. Though he was a bit hesitant, Luke wasn't going to turn down the Dark Elf's greeting. "Uh yeah. I rested well last night. I hope you did too." Luke gave off a friendly vibe. Even though the man was different then 'normal', he wouldn't discriminate.
It's fine! Glad to see you back Shinra.
The light from the rising sun pierced through a small hole in the window's curtain, beaming straight into Luke's closed eyelids. The heat from the sun affected his sleep by engulfing his dreams with flames. In the dream, he stood over two unmoving bodies that were covered in burning debris from the burning house. Luke's face had an emotionless expression as the fire around him did not spread near him or burn him. "Mom!" A voice yelled from not too far away. "Dad!" A young red-haired boy burst through the nearby door and was shocked to see the bodies stuck under the burning pieces of wood. The boy tried to use his amateur ability of controlling fire to extinguish the flame, but the fire was too wild to control for his ability. "No!" The boy exclaimed as he fell on his knees in front of the bodies. Luke felt a presence in the room and looked up over the flaming bodies. In the corner of the room was a mysterious figure wearing a plague doctor outfit. Luke's emotionless expression vanished and was replaced with anger. "Sect of Maxwell!" He screamed and with a wave of his arm the fire and bodies vanished; leaving only the thaumaturge and Luke in the room. Luke brought up his right hand and it began to catch fire. "I'll burn you like you did them!" He screamed and ran towards the dark figure.

"Haah!" Luke's arm was extended towards the ceiling, opposite of the bed he was laying in. He quickly extinguished his burning hand and got out of the bed, hoping he didn't start some sort of fire. His clothes were hanged on a hook across the room, leaving him with only a black shirt and shorts. Revenge shouldn't be on my mind.. Luke began to think, scolding himself for his reactions. Dad wouldn't want that... Luke began to get dressed and left his room, going towards the lobby area. He had a good night rest, even though he had gone through a rough dream. He thanked the ladies who worked at the Inn for letting him stay and hoped to see the Elf who had paid for his room. It wouldn't be right to just leave after getting a free room like that. He hoped to pay her back and thank her for thinking about him.
Ah ok it was hard to tell. I'll work on a post soon since everyone slept at the inn. (Cept Seth since he's MIA)
Is it morning?
As the guards went their both ways, Luke was left with the three elves by his side. "Phew..." Luke sighed, happy that his plan was successful. He looked at the group of elves and had a mental inspection. They weren't dressed like the local Sord residents so they must be travelers. Before he could start any introductions, one of the elves had began to walk towards the local Inn. The talk of rest had reminded him that he hasn't slept since the beginning of his mission, causing him to desire a place to rest.

Luke looked back in the direction that he left Seth. I'm sure he won't mind. I'll find him later. He yawned and walked into the Inn, surprised to have a room set up for him already, and began to rest.
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