Will 'o the Piper
While the infiltration was successful, none of Charles' findings indicated a break-in or struggle of sorts. Did they have the wrong house? Was it an inside job? The only thing they learned was that this hadn't been a run of the mill forceful kidnapping.
As Sigmund, Charles and Eidren finished up their investigations, they would soon realise night was coming. As night fell, the surroundings grew silent. The librarians were on watch duty, but for the first few hours past curfew, nothing happened. It was about midnight when that changed; the wind picked up and bristled through the fields, and a soft melody could be heard in the distance. It came increasingly closer, from the river's direction. Before the librarians could even identify the flutist, they heard doors open. Three children from three different households seemed to be curiously drawn towards the music...
Free Billy
Mari's readings helped her find one more holder in the direct vicinity, however all three of these non-librarians were spread out. As the hours passed on the beach, the numbers of the crowds grew and the tumult along with it. The protesters had made signs out of sheets, and began chanting catch-phrases such “No more life under the knife!” And “How would you like to come of age in a two feet cage!” Simon Getskilled, as seen in the distance, had a hard time not letting his personal feelings slip through. He and the other PR members were readying to go on stage to speak for the library, but had a difficult time with the protesters bothering them. For the mercenaries; it was time for work.
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
“There's some mistakes I don't want to make again either.” Sean spit at Emily. “Look at me. This is your doing.” Sean pointed out his burn wounds, “Look at them!” His finger shook and behind him, Steve the bladed ragworm was getting restless as his holder began to shout.
Fran stepped forward and addressed Sean, “Francesca Lamont, political relationships.” She introduced herself. “Mister Merister, if I'm not mistaken. We're here to talk, you have nothing to fear.” She attempted to reassure the man in front of them; but to no avail. From thin air, an armour formed around Sean; the armour that had before been worn by another holder. “Firittes de Langley's...” Fran gasped. Though the living armour was literally a knight that had posed as it's holder by the name Valor, Fran had done her research on the backlog, and confirmed all the knowledge with Liaison himself. “What has happened, Sean.” Fran asked, “Tell us and maybe we can help you.”
“When she left,” Sean pointed at Emily, “The mother dragon let her little kids run free. They attacked us, like taking that Octal's life wasn't enough. We can't leave this damned place or the dragon will kill us, we can't defend our selves or the dragon will kill us if we as much as touch these damned lizards. Firites can't even move anymore; so I've hidden her underground.”
Chains dropped from the armour's wrists and swirled like snakes. Steve had settled behind his holder, and stood threatening by baring it's circular gaping mouth full of razor-sharp teeth. It seemed the worm's unease had rubbed off on the werecats and sand drakes as well, as they took an interest in the events.
“We're alive because we're supposed to scare you away. If you don't turn around this instant, I will kill you all.” Sean threatened. He felt driven into a corner, but was it wise for the librarians to pick another fight near all these other creatures?
Rendezvous Crash
Further into the city, the party was bothered and shouted after. The city had quickly recognised it's outsiders, and felt like it was a good opportunity to mess around. Young men loitering around voiced their 'interest' in the 'sad little lady' whereas others even went as far as to throw bottles at Vologhn. Andre seemed to blend in slightly better, but even he wasn't safe from the slurs. In fact, when he bumped into another man he got an earful of insults he didn't even know existed. And at the same time, a hand rummaged through Andre's pockets, after which the man fled.
Theft and insult, they were trying to provoke the librarians. But what for?
