Relieved that no one heard him other then the tiny footsteps belonging to his son running towards him, he gave the groundskeeper a bottle of brandy. “Sorry’bout this.”
(Oh). Reginald spots the maid. “…what are you doing out here? That in your job description?”
L: EEK!
Lucy sprints away
L(thinking): Ahh , how did he see me? How?? Please don’t say he saw my face , or the spy ring is done for good!
“Stop her, Sam. She’s a new member of that evil Mithras-worshiping organization I told you about. Andrew got to her. Why else would she run?” Sam nods and the groundskeeper chucks the brandy at her and readies his crossbow.
“Did you see her face, Sam?” Sam shakes his head. “You can’t control her, then. Don’t worry, I didn’t see her face either.” A crossbow bolt narrowly misses Lucy.
L: Whereisitwhereisitwhereisit…
(She finds an invisibility potion)
L: Phew. she drinks it.
L (thinking): I didn’t like that all.
A crossbow bolt narrowly misses Lucy.
L: !!!
Lucy sprints faster.
L: Please let me report this to Sir Montgomery or Sir Asturias… Please.
“Drat, I lost sight of her. You gettin’ waves, Sam?” Sam nods. The groundskeeper lumbers after Lucy, but very very slowly. “Sam, can you make this guy go faster?” Sam begins to sweat. The groundskeeper is lifted from his feet and glides after Lucy, crossbow in hand.
“Is there anything that can distract this guy?” Sam nods. “What is it?” “Another living creature.”
While dashing , she trips ,
L: Oh no. Nonononononono. Please potion work your magic…
She gets up and runs again.
Lucy passes a gnarled old man with a white beard carrying a staff and what looks like a tome. "Excuse me, hi! Have you seen a person who MIGHT JUST MAYBE be a sorcer- A crossbow bolt is fired at the Inquisitor. He looks up and sees the floating groundskeeper. “Oh… that MIGHT JUST BE IT. Can I have some assist- oh dear.” Lucy is gone from sight.
L: Sorry , old man…
She stops to throw an empowerment potion for the Inqusitor , then dashes of towards the now visible castle.
“Oh, thank you person running through the darkness carrying strange liquids! Wait…” Another bolt is fired at the Inquisitor. “Welp, gotta go.” He runs off to appear at random intervals in this thread.
Abigail is walking towards the forest, hoping to get a new batch of herbs from her little patch.
Falone is bringing the two cloaked kids around the northern docks, with everyone seeing the royal cloaks and keeping shush. However, this course of action causes great dissent.
“Has the shipment from Xed arrived?”
“Yes, my liege.”
A large ship, carrying strange boxes is docked, having many wonderful goods inside them.