N: “well… guess you’re still here. Can I learn your name? I might’ve heard it recently but I forgot it”
S: “Ohh, I’m Serena. A high physician for the town, unless I move in here with you. Which I’d much prefer.”
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Outside the room, you see a figure over the two guards who were unconscious.
It is the Trainee Physician, Abigail.
She is crouching by the two people, and mending their wounds.
She looks up, she seems normal. “Umm… I heard they fell… so… I…”
A potion, of orange is behind her. It is a lotion used to heal bruises.
N: “Well, welcome… As I said before, Patrick has to approve of your stay here. So I’ll ask him once I feel well enough to walk.”
E: So you are healing them? Good. Now, I heard some quite horrible laughter from here. Any idea on the source?
The hunter does not respond.
A man walks towards you. He is one of your suboordinates.
He holds some papers, an Observer it seems.
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“Horrible… Laughter?” She blankly stares.
“I didn’t hear anything?” She says with a pique of curiosity.
“Let me out! You monster!”
E: You didn’t hear anything? I know you have more than half of a brain in there.
She laughs silently to herself.
E (slightly agitated.): Now… where did you hear the laughter from? If you tell me , maybe I will be less harsh to the friend your covering for, child.
“What do you have here?” Zark asks the Observer
“I don’t know…” She seems scared, huddling up.
“I really don’t know…” The girl seems like she’s going to burst… into tears.
Whispers into Zark’s ears.
“Narcian has found the cult leader. He struck a deal with the demon and now has to get the throne before they do.”
“He is thinking of getting them out. Here is the leader’s particulars. I knew him of a long time ago, but haven’t seen him since he stepped down from service.”
Zark heard this with both suprise and in a manner of happiness,Zark thinks So the game has begin the crazy maniacs versus us this will be fun Zark decides to leave and go in search of Narcian to have a talk
kappa)(CULT CRAZY,Unseen smart)
“I… I…”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” She cries.
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“A shame. If not for the demons, we could have allied with them…” Narcian thinks.
“Zark is here, my lord.” A messenger says.
He goes to meet Zark at the door. The place is somewhere hidden in the alleys, a fitting place for averting attention.
“Hello friend.” He says.
You see a mark on his hand.
She thwacks Abigail/Lyndas in the face with the staff, connecting squarely onto her face.
E: Listen girl. I was not born yesterday. I know when people lie. Just be out with it and this will not progress any farther.
“Did you really make a deal with the demons themselves?” Zark said to comfirm it
“Ah!” She holds onto her face. You see the young lady reeling from the pain.
The creepy laughter appears again. But you know who it is coming from. From the lady kneeling on the ground.
“It hurts…”
Prince Falone has appeared in the hallway. His footsteps ring across hallway.
“A real one. Who knows what the cult will come with next…” @Strangle
"So then it’s a battle between both of us each place choosing our move,when should we make ours right now or later in the night?"Zark says this in a smile ready for the challenge
E: So it was from you. You just had to say it. But I do not appreciate liars.
Ezura’s eyes seem to glow.
E: You will atone for your sins.
“This is indeed the reality. We cannot wait too long, for they have gotten numbers. There are still many loyal to the Blue Dragon, and the Prince cannot be underestimated.” Narcian sighs.
“They may have magic, but they rely too much on their gods. Mere illusions in their minds, playing tricks on them. Their ambition, to spread their idealism, but idealism goes so far. They act on idealism, and they will fall, once their god is crushed.”
“It is simple. The Blue Dragon has a trump card that they have. We just have to… borrow it… or should I say… her…”
He hands over a piece of paper. In it… is Abigail’s information.
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She looks up, dangerously.
“Sins… Ehehe…”
“Who will atone for the sins to my parents?!” She shouts, grabbing your staff with one hand, and moving to attack with the other hand.
The footsteps are no longer in the hall. Where did it go to?