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[Caellath]

"We are Acolytes under the orders of Inquisitor Tyburn Graves." Lemanov says, keeping his composure as his light wounds bleed. "We are to report to Inquisitor Aristarchus in this city, but we were attacked by these thugs."

"Lemanov Selescan, pleased to meet you." the Arbitrator completes with a half-bow and a smile.

Loot if the guards do not mind it.

[mcclay]

"Ah, so you are the other acolytes. It would appear that we are here for the same reason and sent by the same man. I am Argia Herno, novice in the Ecclischarcy. Come, follow me to to the house of the Inquistior."
Lead group to Aristarchus.

[micelus]

The more the merrier, I guess...

Continue on to Aristarchus.

[Yoink]

"Terribly sorry about that. Be thankful you didn't end up like those other fellows, hmm?"
Mister Hurk tucked his gun away and sighed apologetically at the downed man before moving to re-join the group.
He gave a slight nod of greeting to the priest and his escort before falling back into his normal, dignified strides.

>Follow! Observe!

[mcclay]

((Argia is a girl Yoink))

[Gamerlord]

"Alright. But can you please tell us who this lot was on the way?"

((aside to Roth))

"Good work. You okay?"

[mcclay]

Argia shrugss "To tell you the truth I only arrived here a few days ago myself. Most of that time was spent running errands for the Inqustior in the upper levels and praying at the local temples"

[HailFire]

As the danger and adrenaline of the moment passes, and Alba has a moment to fully appreciate the sights and smells of the aftermath of the ambush, her legs decide that this would be the most wonderful opportunity to cave out from under her.

_{"I-I think I'm going to be sick..."} she groans, shaking as she closes her eyes and holds the edge of her robe up over her nose and mouth.

[NobodyPro]

Wake up, swear loudly, stand up and dust off my armor, follow group.

Gabriel moans softly on the ground but does not wake up. ((ETA: 1 hour))

Loot if the guards do not mind it.

The guards give a quick sideways glance at Lemanov as he goes through the pockets of the dead men.

He finds:
3 Stub Automatics and 52 rounds
4 Clubs
2 Knives

((What do you take?))

The guards know that the group are working for the Inquisition and will allow them to leave without questioning.

[Gamerlord]

"Hey Lemanov, grab me those knives!"

Allion yelled over his shoulder.

[Dsarker]

"I-I-I t-think so. We won...and the...the guardsman is unconscious."

[micelus]

As Lyssian began to walk away, she noticed that the fool of a guardsman had gotten himself unconscious. She sighed, and carried him on her shoulder.

[wer6]

"I guess i will grab one of the guns as a back up.

[Gamerlord]

"Was that the first time you've killed someone Roth?

[Dsarker]

"I...I k-k-k-killed him?"