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[scapheap]

:"Maybe, the inn where he died? It seem unlikely to find any clues anywhere else."

[Xanmyral]

Sal turned to face the pegasus rider, face thoughtful. "Well... Oi had the idea o' goin' ta Garnes, away from Fezzan an' the attack there, but wit' the siege 'ere... Oi guess Oi moight need ta head farther ta foind good work an' faces. People get antsy 'nough when Oi'm 'round, doubt the attacks made tha any better. Maybe Cere? 'Er Ys duchy, don' think they cared much where yah from last Oi was there." The rider explained slowly, thinking it up as he spoke about it.

After a moment though, he remembered something.

"Well, tha Sheilds guy, Chris, the hooded one, he said somethin' about seein' if'in Oi could join ah group he was talkin' about. What he said made ah lot o' sense too, 'though Oi'm not sure if'in tha would work out. Everyone seemed pretty jumpy o' me, not tha Oi could blame 'em."

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Looks like it will not be easy to get them together again."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison nodded
: "Always counted on your instincts, Chris. Thanks. I won't take any more time from-" Olison gestured to the wine bottle Chris was holding, "-well, whatever you were doing."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris laughed.

"It's not completely for me... but now that you mention it, I'm going to be busy until tomorrow morning. Could you ask everyone to meet up at the inn nearby so we can take a day to discuss our future plans? I would do it myself, but..."

He shook the wine bottle a little to indicate he had plans.

[CrimsonEon]

Olison's mouth slanted downwards a little in a slight gesture of disapproval, but his tone remained light.
: "Certainly."
Olison waved as he turned to find his squad leader first, passing through the courtyard on his way

[Gamerboy4life]

"Well, you did show up in the middle of a fight, both looking and speaking like a Berebian. But other than that, I doubt that anyone would have an objection for you coming along, we could use more muscle, and another flier would be great to have." Seyena said, shrugging, and leaning on her lance. Plus, it would be better for her nerves to know there is another flier who could potentially help her. She was terrified of being injured or shot out of range of the group.

[Praefectus Screptum]

Tantallos shrugged to himself and walked around to look for people to talk with.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Until tomorrow, Olison!"

Chris wandered off to Ernest's quarters and settled in to wait for the spymaster's return.

(And I guess I'm out for the rest of the 'day', so don't bother looking for Chris. )

[Xanmyral]

"Loike Oi said, don' blame 'em, Oi would be jumpy mahself if'in their boots. But yeah, if'in they'd have me Oi wouldn' moind joinin' the group, scroungin' 'round fer work ain' easy when yah got two mouths ta feed an' people don' trust yah much. Company by mahself ain' bad, but it makes fer some pretty one-sided conversations." Sal joked.

[Sirus]

"Thank you, Charlotte. I appreciate it."

He coughed before changing the subject.

"Personally, I think you're selling yourself short, but I see your point. You told me that joining you might mean doing things I'd rather not. Well, that's nothing new. But if Father or my brother Charles knew that I had taken up banditry, they'd hunt me down themselves, assuming I hadn't already turned myself in. Perhaps joining the Guard would be a good choice for some of us, at least."

[Haspen]

@Olison:

After resuming his initial goal, Olison did find his squad leader in one of the infirmaries, he was in the process of being bandaged around head and left arm.

"What is it, Olison?"

@Alexander:

"You don't sound like you're interested in helping me, Alexander. If you can't stand some blood and dead friends in front of you nose, maybe you should take that armor off. Or find a post somewhere else."

[IronyOwl]

Tantallos shrugged to himself and walked around to look for people to talk with.

Riven was currently sitting on a low wall in the courtyard, humming to herself and kicking her feet rhythmically. She seemed fairly happy about something.

[Praefectus Screptum]

Raised an eyebrow when he saw the other shaman and moved closer, giving a nod as a greet.

"Hello, hello witch lady. May I know what are you doing here by yourself?"

[CrimsonEon]

Olison stood at attention for a moment.
: "Good to see you're still in shape."
Olison loosened and looked directly at his commander.
: "It has been an honor working under you, sir, but my term is now over."