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[freeformschooler]

Charlotte nodded.

: "Thank you for the information. So, we are to ride to Vilino post-haste? Is our next target there, or is it just a stop along the way?"

[CrimsonEon]

Olison briefly looked at the rest of the group.

: "Oh, I thought Sir Aaron would mention. Vilino's just on the way to our target. Our provisions withstanding, there should be plenty of time."

[Sirus]

Gregor comes running back to the group, breathing heavily from sprinting around in full armor.

: "I'm *pant* here! Are we ready *wheeze* to go?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Well, ready whenever the rest of you are."

[scapheap]

Ami climb on her horse

:"Ready."

[freeformschooler]

: "Ready. Let's ship off."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison started off towards the castle.

: "Go ahead, I'll catch up. I've got to see if Steil has calmed down enough to make the trip."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris hopped onto the demonic-looking horse behind Ami.

[Haspen]

After a while, everyone was ready to go. And so they left the Kesselring Fortress yet again, leaving Henry behind who was resting some kind of unknown injury.

The one-hour march to the town of Vilino was marked with sudden crash of weather; the sunny, hot morning quickly turned into heavy rain, the lighting flashing the skies and thunders ringing in the group's ears.

Fortunately they've reached the town...

~~Chater 2: In the Search of Lapis Lazuli~~

...yet the main gate, a heavy pair of brass slabs, is, strangely, closed. There are several tents and pack animals tied to the tents' poles. A pair of guards is standing in the small watchtower constructed on top of the gate's arch, and they looked at the wet mercenaries.

"What do you want, strangers?" One of them shouted in rather raspy voice.

[Taricus]

: "We got money, and we want to spend it here. That good enough?"

[Haspen]

"Then spend it at the tents. There are travelers, merchants, migrants and helluva other people. Vilino itself is closed." He shouted back, staring right at Adrien. Second later, lighting flashed brightly and a thunder followed quickly, the mighty roar almost deafening.

[Taricus]

: "Why is the town closed of anyway?"

[Haspen]

"Plague." He replied, looked briefly at his fellow guard, and then back at Adrien.

"Yesterday it was ten people in a tavern, so people tought old Maxim served spoiled fish again. But today morning it's already hundred or so, writhing in pain and fever, all of them locked in different parts of the city. Mayor Fullen, as always, got a little panicky and closed the city off. Do you have important business in Vilino?"

[freeformschooler]

: "We were here to see the smithy. Do you know if he's stricken by the plague?"

[Haspen]

"I don't think Harald got it. But Mayor forbade all entry into town, unless the visitors are healers, priests, or diplomats. And, sorry, but you don't look like any of those."

"See that dark red tent behind few others?" The other guard suddenly joined the conversation, pointing at the tents to the left of the road. "If I recall correctly, its owner is a weapon merchant. Try him, if you really need weapons that badly." The last word was almost silenced by the boom of the latest thunder.