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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 4116646" data-attributes="member: 11760">A tall figure in a hooded cloak waits by the tower as the strange trio approach."Wait here," Bridger says to Heath, and moves to speak with the figure. The taller figure offers to show an object to the constable, who demurs for the moment, motioning for him to wait outside."Inside, Leach." Bridger leads Heath inside the small tower, taking him to a room with a steel-bound door and a narrow barred window looking outside. He gestures towards a sturdy wooden bench and waits for the other man to go inside.Rando has been angrily marching after Heath and the Constable, his scrawny arms crossed in front of him. When Bridger beckons Heath in, the child scowls, exasperated."Y'said you'd kill him!"He picks up a small rock, hurls it at Heath's head, and dashes off to parts unknown. The blow was not a deadly one, but Heath winces and scowls at the retreating child."You want to catch him, I'll wait. I ain't got any interest in making this any harder.""He's a boy," Bridger says. "I know where he goes when he's hungry or sleepy."The constable locks Heath in and heads outside, closing the door of his tower behind him. Through the small barred window, Heath can barely hear the conversation outside, although he notices the other man's voice sounds strange somehow.Heath sighs and looks up to the light coming through the window, not bothering to get up. He isn't expecting to stay long. And even if he did, Heath doesn't get bored easily. Having to spend hours crouched down under cover of rotten leaves and mud while staking out a Reaver camp, silent and still for fear of a brutal death, Heath had long learned to occupy himself. Instead, he tabulates in his mind what still has to be done at the apothecary for the next day or two.</blockquote>

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