Hark next to the man with death wish and watched silently as the events unfolded. Jeez this poor innkeeper He thought to himself. He was quite amused with small fight that seamed about to go down until it was abruptly interrupted by an armored man. Hark eyed the man more closely taking note of his armor which didnt match that of any soldier he'd ever seen in his lifetime. It wasn't until Hark noticed the double shot crossbow that he figured out what he was, a witch hunter. He was probably tasked out by their mystical order or whatever. Hark didn't really have too good of an understanding of witch hunters as he had only encountered them a few times in his lifetime. The first time he met one was when he was on a hunt for a royal mage who went insane after studying some form of dark magic Hark would rather not know of, and even though the witch hunters had no means of communication with the King they seamed to know about the rouge mage.
”Speaking of rumors, however, I am curious on how The Cult managed to convince King Y’lleant to let them into the nation. So tell us, Mr. Royal Guard. Why did the King allow these men into the town?”
The question snapped Hark out of his thoughts and he looked over at the man. "Well it's quite obvious actually. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Were getting our asses kicked and the Cult seams to have power beyond our comprehension." He then turned his attention to the witch hunter "And as for you, I know what you are. The Cult members here are under direct protecting of the King and have full authorization to practice their teachings as they please so I better not hear about any trouble from you. It would be a shame to put someone like you with all that training down."
”Speaking of rumors, however, I am curious on how The Cult managed to convince King Y’lleant to let them into the nation. So tell us, Mr. Royal Guard. Why did the King allow these men into the town?”
The question snapped Hark out of his thoughts and he looked over at the man. "Well it's quite obvious actually. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Were getting our asses kicked and the Cult seams to have power beyond our comprehension." He then turned his attention to the witch hunter "And as for you, I know what you are. The Cult members here are under direct protecting of the King and have full authorization to practice their teachings as they please so I better not hear about any trouble from you. It would be a shame to put someone like you with all that training down."