Niallus Saberhagen
Event: Metropolis | Location: Wanggang, ReTan
Part II
It was Niallus's turn to be questioned by Ming and Zihan. However, to him there wasn't really much he could tell them since he was in a burning building. "You want my statement of course." he cleared his throat then continued. "Nothing really much to say really. When we sensed the Manas around Abdel we decided to break in a try to help him, however me and Ingrid were trapped inside as the building burst in flame while most of them escaped. I don't think they expected us, I think they were expecting you. Considering how fast they left that building." his tone was calm while explaining.
"Only two stayed behind to try to deal with us, but they were immediately immobilized by the Abdels Skugvars. Even myself and Ingrid were injured by them".
"Ingrid wanted to freeze the place to keep most of it intact, so I helped with that, we froze the two people, as well as a Skugvar, by accident Then again we were even attacked by them. It seems they used something on them to make them more aggressive. We tried to subdue it without killing it, but it was tough. Even Abdel couldn't calm it down."
"Anyway the two we managed to capture were killed by this flash of light. Not sure what type of magic that caused it. Apart from that, that's pretty much all I have to offer."
Niallus had to be questioned by both Ming and Zihan, and so he waited to be last among the group, but he was not so special as he thought and there was a method to things in Retan, unlike the chaotic lands he had come from.
"A flash of light, you say?" Ming stroked his chin. "Interesting. I'd not heard anything about there being something visual to the attack." The lieutenant knew some words of Avincian himself, but they were not enough, and so he was left to rely on a translator. "Perhaps there was more than one..." He trailed off. Aside from the light - perhaps an artifact of his perception due to the stunning nature and intense energy - there was nothing new in this one's report. A follower, Ming decided. The sort to make Old Guard and perhaps even lieutenant, for he is certainly strong, but the sort who takes orders instead of giving them. Perhaps he would be useful. "Niallus," the lieutenant began, "I would like nothing more than to catch these people who so willingly endanger others for their misbegotten crusade." He pursed his lips as the translator did her work. "However, we must first know who we can trust, and the reason that your group is being held at... arm's length, so to speak, is that we have been given cause to believe there is a double agent among you." His eyes narrowed. "I would like you to find out who this is for me." He extracted something from a small bag that had been slung over his shoulder this entire time. It appeared to be... some sort of firework. "Once you have, at 20:00 in the evening on any night, light this off at your location and I will come. In addition to saving lives, you may count on a rich reward of a more... concrete nature." He smiled professionally. "I need not remind you, of course, that this conversation is to be kept strictly confidential."
Niallus eyes widen with shock. "A Traitor?"
He shook his head, at the idea at first, plus would he really have what it takes to turn them in? "I'll... I'll try." He says softly taking the flare that was given to him, then puts it away. "One question, what if I can't find anything that proves any of them to be a spy? " he asks them.
Ming leaned forward and lowered his voice. "Zen you are fail." He started to pull back but paused, thinking. "Look for some way zey to contact zeir boss. He that have zis, I sink, is ze traitor." He shook his head. "Zis sing zat happen here is not luck. We look zis place many monthes. Someone to cause zis fight on purpose, I sink. To let you to be part of it on purpose. It was a trap. Zere is a traitor."
Later that night after the little adventure Pagoda and our three people Niallus, Abdel and Rikard.
Ingrid was in her room waiting for Niallus to come home from whatever he was going out for. Maybe he had a nice time or gained something from his time, Ingrid thought as she wrote some very improper Eskandish. She threw out her senses every few minutes to check for him. Once he appeared she traced his collarbone with her kinetic magic to let him know she was still up.
Feeling Ingrid's magic, this made Niallus smile. "I guess she's still awake.". Upon arrival back at the Inn, Niallus said farewell to both Rikard and Abdel for the night, hopefully they aren't too hungover, from the alcohol. He opened the door to his and Ingrid's room, where she was there to greet him. "Hi Hun, I'm sorry if I made you worry."
"Maybe a little," Ingrid teased, she was already in bed and in her nightwear. She told him to come over with a finger. "So..." Ingrid paused as she smelt alcohol and perfume, "How was your time out?"Niallus walked over to the bed, to sit down on it. "It's been, interesting." he began taking off his boots. "I went on an adventure around with Rikard and Abdel. Rikard decided to take us to a strip club.""A strip club?" Ingrid questioned as she helped him get ready for bed.
Niallus nodded, "It was only for a quick drink. Don't worry, you are way more sexy in my eyes." he said with a smile. "There is more but I'd like to know what you got up to?" he asked as she helped him get ready.Ingrid blushed slightly, "Well, I guess that's okay then. And for me?" Ingrid seemed to get lost in some thought, "A lot of stuff," Ingrid held him from behind, "Lay down with me."
As they laid Ingrid cuddled into him, kissing him as they settled in. Half because she wanted to feel him, half because it would hopefully deter onlookers. "What's your thought on all this, what happened today, searching to snuff out the traveler agent."While laid there hold her close to him, he lets out a sigh. "I think we haven't really been doing that much at all when it comes to looking for this agent. The only chance that we get and we got, and we get injured in the chaos." he holds her tighter. "Honestly, I kinda wished it was going better."Niallus seemed more focused on the mission and she couldn't fault him on that. In the last fight they floundered and could have been killed. "I'm just not as sure about things. I learnt some of the plights that people face here to have this place." She seemed unsure, "... I think Y knows more but whether to press it I'm not sure." Ingrid was deeply uncomfortable with the decision.
She weakly smiled, "was there anything of interest on your end? Maybe something for us to do tomorrow."He kisses her forehead, to make her feel better, "Don't worry my love, hopefully we'll have better luck in future. But we can ask Y more about it, I'll be there with you." he smiles while he holds her close. In an attempt to make her feel better.
"The other thing that happened was something that we were supposed to see and that was something known as The White Dragon King. From what we saw it was a giant dragon, breathing streams of fire. That lit up the night sky, it was awesome. It only lasted for a short moment then the dragon took off."
"That might be something to check tomorrow. You never know in Retan, the greater the public appeal the deeper the roots seem to go," Ingrid said somewhat conspiratorially. She was starting to get in her head more and eventually just placed her head on Niallus's, "You mind helping me asleep?"
Niallus wondered what she meant by that. "Seems you've had a pretty rough night here." but he didn't want to push her, since she looked completely drained, nervous from talking about it. When she asked to help her get to sleep. Placing the cover over both of them. His fingers run through her hair, to comfort her. "Let's get some sleep, then we can discuss this, sometime tomorrow."