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[Haspen]

"Great. Just five minutes." Irene moved toward the gatehouse, but not to the small window in the middle of the passage under the arc - she went to the door leading inside the gatehouse. When the door opened, she let out a small giggle and said something to the guard. She was let in after a moment, and the door was shut.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"That giggle... please tell me she's not here for, eh, impure reasons..."

Leo sighed, rubbing his forehead.

[Haspen]

Five minutes have passed, and so did ten minutes, and fifteen, before the door opened and Irene left the gatehouse. As she moved close to her mercenaries, she realized something and quickly closed up the last button of her blouse.

"Allright. He never saw us passing through. Come." She turned toward the small iron gate, which yanked with a metallic crack and began to slide into the wall, the sounds of turning gears and moving chains clearly betraying how rusty they were.

[Powder Miner]

:"Alllright then, moving forward."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Leo just covered his face with both hands and followed along idly wondering if this chick was a descendent of Chris.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Sheila grinned widely. Man, our new employer is just the best.

[wolfchild]

Well, she, umm, is certainly willing to do whatever it takes to see this through

[Taricus]

The only sound to come from Sara was the resonation of metal being hit. And this is what I'm going to have to deal with is it? Ugghh...

[Haspen]

The journey continues. The group quickly moved from the farmlands to the thick, dense forests, resembling those in the Vinland region, where the walls of trees were so thick and tall that sometimes it was dark like at night under the leafy ceiling.

"After we get to the south-eastern perimeter, we will move off the road and approach Mireos through the Murkwaters. The residual, magical waste is said to be still there. Or, at least, the land is still dead. That keeps Riemondians from setting up border checkpoints there. We will slip into Mireos unnoticed."

[wolfchild]

: If it is hazardous enough to stop checkpoints, how are we going to get through?

[Haspen]

"I've told you just now. We will be moving through a region of poisonous swamps near the coast. I know that there are no Riemondian outposts there."

[wolfchild]

: I meant, how are WE going to get through those poisonous swamps, if it is bad enough to stop outposts

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I have faith in our abilities, Mai."

"It's sort of my specialty."

Leo prepared himself for the groans from that particular pun.

[scapheap]

: I meant, how are WE going to get through those poisonous swamps, if it is bad enough to stop outposts

:"Well, we only moving through the swamp while a checkpoint has to live here somewhat. It a easier task I would think."

[Haspen]

"Yes, I believe our priest will be able to... fix the poison..." Suddenly, Irene slowed down and began to walk behind the group. Her body was more stiff and she clutched her lance more readily, her eyes glancing at the forest and bushes on the sides of the road.