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[Haspen]

Anja leaned over Alexander with a bright smile.

"Knighty guy, are you depressed again?"

[Sirus]

Gregor raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't think that knights were taught that kind of language..."

[Powder Miner]

Alexander merely groaned.
"...And I guess this means that I'm in the Berebian army now.
Another expletive.

[Haspen]

"I think he needs a drink. Or a kiss. Maybe both." Anja pondered, rubbing her chin, before she started to eat her share of food. Except the mashed orange veggies.

[freeformschooler]

Gregor chewed at the meal thoughtfully. Not bad per se, but if this was standard fare in Berebia he shuddered to think what prison food must be like.

"Well, is this the kind of adventure you were hoping for, Charlotte? We're "chief advisors" now."

: "Well, it is better than being jailed or put to death. I just wish I had some more alcohol to wash all this down. Though, I am curious: why does Berebia have such an interest in Kesselring all of the sudden? Is it still about Rosecross?"

Charlotte giggled and wiped her face.

[Sirus]

Gregor sighed.

"It seems we weren't the first group Prixima hired to fetch her a Dragonstone. We were the third... and she has two more by now. Our host here seems to think she's up to no good."

[freeformschooler]

Gregor sighed.

"It seems we weren't the first group Prixima hired to fetch her a Dragonstone. We were the third... and she has two more by now. Our host here seems to think she's up to no good."

Charlotte slammed her fist on the table, shaking everyone's plates.

: "I KNEW IT!"

She then leaned back in her seat and stared off to the side.

: "I should have shot the witch where she stood. She lied to my face about the Lapis Lazuli. Who knows what else she lied about?"

Charlotte felt for something in her robe then sighed.

[Haspen]

Dag placed the empty plate onto the table and coughed.

"...so, if you don't mind me asking, when did you guys brought 'your' stone to her? I was at her castle half a year ago, you?"

[Sirus]

: "I should have shot the witch where she stood. She lied to my face about the Lapis Lazuli. Who knows what else she lied about?"

Charlotte felt for something in her robe then sighed.

Gregor grimaced.
"Lots of things, probably. And I fell for it hook, line, and sinker."

Dag placed the empty plate onto the table and coughed.

"...so, if you don't mind me asking, when did you guys brought 'your' stone to her? I was at her castle half a year ago, you?"

"It's been...four months, I think? We left shortly after bringing her the blasted gem and have traveled a lot since then."

[Haspen]

The door was opened and a soldier peeked into the storeroom.

"Lord Mannan says you can leave the room. He is waiting in his study. Apparently it is important."

[freeformschooler]

: "Very well."

Head to the study to see what's so important, but behind Gregor and Alex.

[Sirus]

Gregor shrugged and followed the guard, keeping watch for an (unlikely) ambush.

[Haspen]

The guard took them outside, into the coldness and overall darkness of the evening. Few fires in the corners of the keep, where soldiers were cramped for warmth and company, provided little warmth. Winter was coming, but up north here, it was going to be something definitely more miserable than grey skies and occassional thin snow layer of Menelea.

Few more guards walked after the group, seemingly to keep eye on them. The five travelers were taken to a keep, which was cramped and for some, it could be borderline claustrophobic. Labyrinthine design with tiny corridors and staircases everywhere.

They were taken into highest square tower, onto it's top floor. The guard who was leading them knocked on the door.

"Enter."

The soldier looked at the mercenaries, then opened the door for them, and went downstairs. Mannan was sitting at the fireplace in his study, tending to tiny flames that tried to burn several large chunks of wood. After noticing Gregor and rest of company, he stood up.

"Oh, it's you. Right. Close the door after you get in. We have lot to talk before we leave tomorrow."

[Sirus]

: "We're leaving already? Where to?"

[Powder Miner]

Alexander sat there quietly and miserably, thinking.