Tour de Rouge, Main Gates
Serena laughed. It had been a while since she felt like she was talking to an actual person, instead of some Choir soldier or official. Usually they had all of the quirkiness trained out of them.
“Well hopefully they will be big enough for you,” She said, beginning to count off on each of her fingers. “The one you will probably notice first; tall, with long blonde hair. You might think he looks more like a lady, at first. He has been seen using both light and blood magic. Some of my colleagues insist he has ties to the old government, but he looks as if he is is in his twenties.” It was, of course, twenty five years since The Choir toppled that old government. Few remembered much of it, their rule being best characterised as graceful and delicate, a subtle, guiding hand in contrast to the iron fist that one might expect just by looking at the city.
“The next is a young girl,” Serena continued. “Around fifteen years old. She wears the heavy hooded garb of Loyalitat’s spiritualists, so we do not know very much about what she looks like. She seems to be a non-combatant. After that, there is a golem. It is sleeker than most golems, though it is mounted with weapons, and it can even fly. You will most likely know it when you see it. The last is their leader. He wears heavy black armor; made of sky iron. He carries a shield and a sword that seems to be a replica of Orion’s sword, if it is not the genuine article. Getting him dead or alive is our highest priority.” She took a deep breath, looking to the gate and back to Jaime.
“That is the gist of what we know at the moment,” Serena concluded. “They seem to be travelling South; my guess is that they will make a break for Nethern Port. Do you have any more questions? There is a cart willing to take us a good distance, if you wish.” Meanwhile, Veronica continued speaking with the foreign lady, trying to seem as if she wasn't inconveniencing her.
“The people here love hunting beasts more than bothering to do much else with them,” Veronica explained. “But there’s still a lot left, at least from what I hear. And that’s not counting the demons and such.” She watched as the other woman unfolded her map. It looked pretty old and out of date, maybe because she lived so far away. She didn’t know why some parts were red, though. The knight nodded when she was asked if they were in Tour de Rouge.
“Tour de Rouge,” Veronica said. “Yeah. One of the biggest cities on the island. If it’s beasts you’re looking for, the hunters here might know something.” She adjusted her hold on Maugris, holding the shaft closer to the hammer while letting the rest of the pole rest more comfortably on the ground.
Falke, East Shopping District
Rebecca smiled back at Chambala before she examined the devices. Their design was rather simple, but that was what made them interesting to her. Perhaps The Choir might benefit from having more items like these, instead of the more complex and flashy design philosophies that had always been prevalent in Tour de Rouge. It was something she was guilty of herself, if she was honest. She explained a multitude of ways that one might bypass the river, but none of them appealed to Rebecca. It probably wouldn’t do her any good if she tried, especially if they stationed soldiers along the riverside.
“You live in the forest?” Rebecca asked. “That explains a lot. N-nothing bad, that is. But anyways, I grew up in the Twilight Fields. I was hoping to head home before winter. I guess it’ll be a long trip…” She turned her attention back to the golem and its master. The lady in the golden armor was speaking to her, as if there weren’t enough indication that she was trouble. Rebecca personally envied the good old days when she could count on golems to do most of her work, though the way Chambala spoke about the one in question gave her enough cause to abandon her reminiscing.
“Don’t you go picking fights with any golems,” Rebecca exclaimed sternly. “Okay? At least not without a good reason and a good plan. You can hit one of them as many times as you like, but I don’t want to see whatever’s left of you after it hits you once.” She turned her attention back to that armored lady, not sure whether to continue seeking her out.
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