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[SeriousConcentrate]

Since he finished and Charlotte had nothing to say, Chris shrugged.

"I'll be heading back to the inn now."

He left and did as he said, taking a seat next to Olison.

"...I've recovered the Lapis. Tomorrow we'll have to head back to Kesselring."

[Gamerboy4life]

"Wait, you actually found it?" Seyena looked surprised. She leaned in, curious. "What does it look like?"

[CrimsonEon]

Olison's head snapped up as he heard that last sentence.
: "So it wasn't just a wild goose chase this time, excellent." Olison stated as he swallowed the last bit of his meal. "Now all that's left to wonder is what the Lady will do with it..." Picking up one of the firewood pieces and setting it next to the hearth, Olison unsheathed his sword and began shearing off chunks of the wood, feeding the spare bits into the fire.

[freeformschooler]

Charlotte silently followed Chris to the inn, her head filled with "what-ifs" and dreams of the days to come.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Blue. Slightly shiny. Not very large. I'm not going to show it off in public, Seyena."

He had been speaking quietly this whole time, so as not to alert anyone beyond the table. He took some of the food and strawberry wine for himself.

"Maybe once we're on the road."

Olison mentioned wondering what Prixima would do with it, and he shrugged.

"That's no concern of ours; only returning it. By the way, Olison... I figure it's only fair to warn you, since we've worked together a few times before, that once I hand this stone over to Prixima I'm going to resign from her service."

[CrimsonEon]

"That's no concern of ours; only returning it. By the way, Olison... I figure it's only fair to warn you, since we've worked together a few times before, that once I hand this stone over to Prixima I'm going to resign from her service."

Olison's hand slipped mid-stroke, only shearing a small shaving off the firewood.
: "Really? We may have only worked a few times but that seems a bit... Out of character with the Chris I know. If my curiosity permits, can I ask what brought this on?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I want to be where Ami is. That's all."

He folded his hands on the table.

"And also I've been trying to talk Gregor into leaving as well, so he can lead these mercenaries. But if he won't do it... I suppose I could try to step up and lead. I don't know if they would follow me."

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Hmmm.. so if the "mission" is finished, we should return now, right?"

[CrimsonEon]

: "Hm, Gregor to lead the pack? Ha, well I suppose he does have a good heap of the party's interests at heart."
Olison returned to shearing the firewood, with more focused strokes this time.
: "But mercenaries or no, does Gregor really have the mind to lead, not only in combat but in survival and spirit as well? If he does not, do you?"

[freeformschooler]

: "Now might be a good time to mention that, if Gregor does not lead and Chris backs down, I've been mouthing off strategies and instructions in the heat of battle for quite a while now."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"We'll see. I would still prefer Gregor over either of us. No offense meant, Charlotte."

He took a drink of the wine.

[Haspen]

@Everyone at inn:

Now that Berebians were defeated, the people began returning to business. That includes the inn, and soobn, besides the mercenaries, there was a small crowd of workers, travelers and other ordinary inn folk. There was also a brightly coloured lady, looking like a dancer, or a gypsy, or someone of that kind.

Soon the inn was mostly filled with customers, and rarely anyone paid attention to the mercenary group.

[Gamerboy4life]

"What is wrong with Charlotte? She seems to be perfectly capable to lead." Seyena looked at Chris with a curious expression.

[freeformschooler]

"What is wrong with Charlotte? She seems to be perfectly capable to lead." Seyena looked at Chris with a curious expression.

: "It's less about leadership and more about the leader. To be honest, we are all fairly competent without being ordered around. Gregor, being a minor noble's son, would be an excellent face for our adventurer group."

[CrimsonEon]

: "Now might be a good time to mention that, if Gregor does not lead and Chris backs down, I've been mouthing off strategies and instructions in the heat of battle for quite a while now."

Olison picked his head up to acknowledge Charlotte before returning to smoothing the first sword's hilt.
: "This is true. But riddle me this, what do you do if you cannot afford so much as a stale slice of bread with no jobs to hunt? What do you do if you must pick between one of your unit and your objective? What if you must pick between an easy job that will pay for one meal, or a suicidal one that will feed everyone? Your leadership will not be limited to the battlefield."
Olison grunted in frustration as the other customers filled in.
: "Ngh. So loud..."