Amy
"Yes, it's funny how life comes full circle."
*Nox would shake his hand and hold onto it do dismount the tired horse. From some of his lord's agents in Salvania, he knew there was a bounty on all of the people involved in Valerie's escape. Well, actually, make that two bounties. There was another one for Helping Valerie out at the cave. Gotta have Arthur to thank for that he thought to himself. At least karma is a bitch, and Arthur would have to live in a place where his kind were little more than specks of dirt. As for the bounty, Nox wasn't too concerned; he believed in his supreme ability and power.*
"We gotta stop meeting like this, always waiting for a messenger."
Keith
*Arthur would shake his hand firmly, looking into Nox's unmasked face. It looked pretty average, if Arthur was to be honest, as far as Dark Elves go. He recalled the last time the two had met, which was also due to a job set by an employer who worked for 'the boss.' He began to wonder if Nox was wanted in Silnaria as well as Salvainia, so as he let go, he asked.*

"Yeah, we should hang out sometime," He began. "Or is there a bounty for your head here as well?"
Amy
*Nox was taken aback by the Kitsune's words. He didn't mean hanging out, he meant that he disliked waiting around like sitting ducks for their employer to send a pawn to tell them what to do. Pffft. What was this boy talking about? A bounty here, on him? Absurd. No one put bounties up for Dark or High elves unless they were major politicians and have massive pull.*

"No, No one cares much about the comings and goings of the Salvain empire here."
Keith
"Speaking of politicians, the mail I got said our target was one of the more important ones. Who do you think it is?"

*Attempting to make small talk in this somewhat awkward situation, Arthur wanted to see if Nox could give him so more information about the comings and goings of the region. He would start with the politicians, because after politicians, the topic of prsent issues would surely follow soon after. After all, the two were linked very closely in terms of topic; you can't talk about one without mentioning the other.*
Amy
"In a country of 10 million free men and thousands on thousands of politicians, It's probably some plebian idiot."

*Nox absently replied while taking a drink ow water and looking around for the Messenger. They had met the shapeshifter and the woman; perhaps it would be a talking worm?*
Keith
"Yeah, politicians come from all sorts of backgrounds, dont they?" He began. "What do they usually debate over? I never really heard any sort of political issues while in Salvainia."

*He kept chewing on his piece of bread, looking up in the clouds for a sign of their employer. If things went like they did the last time, there would either be a shapeshifter or a person coming to meet with them. He hoped it was soon; things were starting to get slightly awkward between the two.*
Amy
"They spend days debating the most trivial of matters" He paused before he continued "As an elf, you learn to not pay attention; they hardly affect daily lives. Unfortunately, that is not the case for you."

*He then thought about the Elven council and shook his head. Nobles with entire branches up their asses. The spent time debating matters instead of acting on them. People he respected did what they believed they had to do without a pang of regret. Nox slipped his mask on as a signal that chit chat time was over, and it was time to get professional.*
Keith
"What do you mean... Not the case?"

*Arthur, not knowing a thing about the encroaching empire, wanted to learn a bit more information before their employer came to inform them further on their task. It was 11:51 as of now; 12 minutes had passed since he had first arrived. He was more or less eager to learn more about the inner workings of the place he was heading into, because in the end, information is the winner of all bouts.*
Amy
"Have you been living under a rock? Even in Salvania people know of the pathetic skirmishes that the beaskin call a war."

*Nox almost felt sorry for the kitsune, but he wasn't simply going to help him out of compassion. This mission would solidify his opinion on him, and if he proved to be a valuable agent, Nox would help him.*

"These days, you can do anything to a beastkin and no one will bat an eye."
Keith
"Inform me, please. I havent been living under a rock, but if the forest and wilderness counts, then yeah. I don't know much about the world as of now."

*Feeling slightly taken aback that Nox was indirectly insulting him, he decided not to let this show. He certainly didn't feel like Nox would be as good as a companion as Hitoshi or Mevis had been; at best, they'd be somewhat familiar with eachother after this mission.*

"Beastkin? What constitutes as beastkin? Do Kitsunes count?"
Amy
"To High Elves, anything without long curved ears of an elf are less than sentinet beasts. Dark elves like me are more welcoming, only the Qua and Brayers are beasts"

Nox thought for a moment to think before continuing. Perhaps having a agent in Lymia would server his purposes well.

"You will find out southern cousins much much more welcoming"
Keith
"Interesting, I'll definitely take note of that," Arthur began. "That still doesn't answer my first question, though. What's the current situation in Silnaria? I have been 'living under a rock' all this time."

*Arthur thought for a moment after he had said this, his mind eventually coming back to question who Nox really was. He was a dark elf, sure, but what was he to the Silnarian world? An influential figure? A revolutionary? What was he?*

"By the way, who exactly are you? I know you're Nox, but that's about it. What are you exactly?"
Amy
"I thought I already told you. Life goes on as normal just like any other place unless you are a Non-elf race here. I suggest looking as elf as possible wear a hood to hide the fact that you have non elf ears."

*Nox sighed in his head. Old habits die hard didn't they? Arthur was too curious for his own good. Those who knew of his true goals were already cold in their graves. He decided to give a roundabout answer that revealed nothing.*

"I don't like to blow my own horn, but I'm a Battlemage who has quite a reputation in Huiruor Iluot"
Charles
*With Nox's response, the two of you would awkwardly wait for a couple of minutes. It would seem these employers tend to have a habit of always arriving just on time, never early, but at least never late either. Just as it turns noon, you both would see a tall individual in a black coat and hood walking over. Covering his face is a plague doctor mask, hiding all facial features. In his right arm he carries a thick black book and in his a left a massive black iron tipped cane. Once he gets within 10 ft of two of you, he bows slightly and opens his book. He clears his throat and in a muffled voice speaks*

"Every servant has his place, no matter how lowly or modest. To know your place is the greatest comfort, to excel in it is the greatest solace. The greatest reward is their master's satisfaction. So do not pride yourself on your strength, but in your ability to serve in the moment"

*The plague doctor then closes his book and simply stands there for a few seconds with his hands in prayer. He then looks over to the open field and speaks once more*

"There is a servant out there who has prided himself on his strength. He has failed to find satisfaction in serving his master. Worse yet he had attempted to bite the hand that feeds. We, loyal servants of the almighty one, shall bring him to the light once more. We've been been bringing justice to this sinner for the past week, but the strength he values and abuses has let him escape thus far. However, through the holy plans of the almighty one, we've cornered him here today. You two, the chosen bringers of justice have but one job now. Go out there and carry out the lord's command. The lord is kind, even after all the sinner has done, he is willing to take him back with open arms and you will be greatly reward for it with the lord's satisfaction. But if you must be harsh with you judgement, that too will be accepted, as the holy one has put complete faith in you two. If thee need anything, ask, and it may be given"
Keith
*As Arthur watched the figure approach, he recalled a certain story he had read about long ago about some incoherently powerful being who could kill with a single touch. It was called... Well, he couldn't quite remember, but it had started with 3 letters of the alphabet, and ended with the numbers 049. The parallels he drew between the storybook figure and the evangelist in front of him were few, but interesting nonetheless; both had donned what was called a 'plague doctor' mask, and both spoke oddly of some sort of metaphorical being, his employer speaking of servants and the 'almighty one', and the storybook being constantly speaking of the 'pestilence.' How interesting.*

*Attempting to translate what the figure was talking about, Arthur finally came down to a certain conclusion; him and Nox were being hired to apprehend a certain person who had allegedly wronged the 'Boss', and the two were supposed to kidnap and take him away, or kill him. This... This was all mentioned before in the letter he had recevied.*

"First things first, information." Arthur said, turning to the figure. "Who is our target? And please, speak in more... Normal tones. I can barely figure out what you're saying as of now."