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[Haspen]

//Please keep OOC Discusion to minimum; or just take it to OOC Thread of this game.

Stage 0: Wallachian Border

The black carriage have stopped in the middle of the market's plaza. The coachman, dressed in black robe, black beret and brown-tinted glasses looked around; passerby's and citizens and market-goers alike, they all ignored him. Those that glanced at him quickly diverted their eyes away.

"We have arrived in Giurgiu." He said with a raspy voice, knocking on the carriage's wood to shake and wake those that were sleeping inside.

And it was be a strange sleep indeed. They have fell asleep outside Vienna, and it couldn't have passed more than one day - but here they were, in Giurgiu, on the other side of Europe, in just one night.

"You can leave the carriage, now." The coachman rasped, putting down the reins.

//Elizabeth Seras, Klaw, Delekates, Vladamir, Victor and Mayumi Hala are now in game!

[GiglameshDespair]

The hobnails of her boots clunked on the steps as Elizabeth stepped out. She breathed in the Giurgiu air.  Cities always smelt foul.

She looked around for where to go.

[kj1225]

V follows after, stroking the knife on his belt to calm himself down.
"What's with our organization and black? Black carriage, black clothes... it's almost like we want to look like we're going to a funeral."

[Haspen]

The coachman pulled a small bag from the inside of his coat, as well as a letter with a red seal on it. It bore the snake and letters HA; it was the seal of Hellsing Association.

"Fifty piastre, the currency of the locals." He said, giving the bag to Vladamir. "And a letter to scholar Ibrahim, our informant. The letter went to Elizabth. "He lives in the north of the city, near an eastern orthodox church with red walls. Make sure he receives the letter. The piastre should let you buy some extra supplies. I'm sure Ibrahim can tell you where to find some shopping venues of note."

[kj1225]

Valdamir nods and takes the bag.
"Right. South of the city, western Orthodox church."

[Hawk132]

Victor was busying himself with observing the locals, before hearing Vladamir's directions.

"Lead on, then."

[Tiruin]

V follows after, stroking the knife on his belt to calm himself down.
"What's with our organization and black? Black carriage, black clothes... it's almost like we want to look like we're going to a funeral."

"It's less than what you'd expect, symbolically. Our dress isn't matched to the usual tradition of black in Europe."

May used her staff as a walking aid, much so to control its weight rather than carry it on her back or on a sling. It helped her keep her balance.

She nodded at Victor's suggestion.

Follow.

[Delekates]

"Welp, what are we waiting for? Time to go. God bless us on our righteous moves!"
Define where is north, move with group to the north and look for church with red walls.

[kj1225]

Off to find Ibraham.

[GiglameshDespair]

V follows after, stroking the knife on his belt to calm himself down.
"What's with our organization and black? Black carriage, black clothes... it's almost like we want to look like we're going to a funeral."

"Hides the blood. And it's north of the city. "

Go with the others, yeah.

[Hawk132]

"If they wanted to hide blood, they'd go with red instead."

Vic follows the rest.

[Haspen]

Thanks to corrections made by Elizabeth, the group actually ventured forth in right direction. People on the streets paid them no attention, except maybe the ever-curious children running around on the streets.

After few minutes, they have reached an eastern church and yes, its walls were red, the paint old and worn in places. There weren't many citizens around, albeit sounds of a mass being conducted could be heard coming from the inside.

The church oversaw a long road that stretched toward the forests outside the city. Few homes were build along the street. Any of them could be Ibrahim's.

[Delekates]

Start searching. "Go 1by1 or in groups?"

[kj1225]

"Wait, if he's a scholar he must be in the church. Where else would someone who can actually read and write at a trained level use their skills?"

[GiglameshDespair]

Elizabeth leaned against the wall.
"One by one. I have the only letter, so I'll wait here. We all reconvene here in half an hour, whether you've found him or not. If you get lost," she looked at Vlad, "Wait here and once we've found the man I'll come pick you up."

"Wait, if he's a scholar he must be in the church. Where else would someone who can actually read and write at a trained level use their skills?"

"At a library, or his home. More places than a church have books, you know."