*Aekir, Ssessarina looks at you with a cold green gaze.*
"You are the best at watching, I know of your talents Aekir. It is the Butterfly's desire to track the Knights. However, my hiding talents do not allow me to follow swiftly, yours do. I can track you while you watch, and make certain our prey does nothing unexpected that would cause him to slip his leash. It is simply a compromise, a pooling of our resources," she says a bit haughtily.
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*Torr rips through the two remaining guards, as Ralam checks the progress of the remaining guards. Looking out, he sees the place quiet and still, with no one else arriving. Shifting into the form of a fat merchant, he slipped out and began walking nonchalantly down the street.*
*Ralam, walking out onto the street, the first thing you notice is its utter silence. At this time of day there should have been many people about; it's barely past noon. Even with a riot in the offing there should have been people here, as the streets of Andeluvay are rarely clear. But now it is as silent as a graveyard, almost like a ghost town. Fear prickles at your heart, and you blink quickly. As if nothing was wrong, the streets are now filled with people, as they should be. Trying to shake off the strange incident, and feeling a headache coming on, you head toward the rendezvous point.*
*Torr, you make quick work of the other two, taking a few more slashes for your trouble. Young cadets not ready to face the riots, they were easy prey for you, full of youthful terror and the betrayal of their wasted lives. The slashes had enough force behind them to hurt you even if they weren't silver. Hoping you don't bleed too much, you shift back to human form and slip out of the guard station, getting to cover quickly before your bleeding becomes obvious, and eventually making your way to meet Ralam.*
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*Loviana, Terrel seems please by your response, and has you take his arm as he escorts you to dinner. Obviously his intentions are for a meal, an evening out, and anything else he can get or force out of you. But for now he's being cordial. He brings you to the Three Wands inn, one favored by students from the mage's guild. Despite the large amount of young people, this inn is not particularly noisy, as control is the first thing all young mages learn. The cooking is truly excellent, roast duck, fresh vegetables, and fine honey-sugar pastries for desert. Terrel pays for it all, along with a good red wine, and talks to you over dinner.*
"So, what brought a lovely creature like you to toil away the best years of her life tending pox-ridden poor and accident-prone workers?" he asks, flashing a charming smile.
