Candida
`aw, it's one of the first rps we did`
Martha
*As the three entered the tavern, scoundrels of all sects all geared their gazes towards the two young looking adventurers. Snarls and glares reflected at them. But the stranger gestured for the two the to continue on.*

"Don't mind them..." *He nervously assured them.* "The capital is known to attract the unsavory types... Err... He's waiting in there in the back."

*The stranger guides them to a dark corner of the tavern. There he presents to them a booth, where a cloaked individual patiently waiting for them.*
Robert
*Ein herself took the lead, walking in front of Theron. She knows that Theron can't fight well... Especially during that one duel, albeit it being a duel to not harm each other. 

She stood there, staring directly at the cloaked individual, asking a question in the kind of tone you would find from an annoyed Ein... Or a hung over Ein... Or a sick Ein...* 

"Who are you and what do you want?"
Billy
*Morwë pulls back his hood and smiles at the two. This little side endeavor certainly had scared them, and it sort of brought some entertainment to him to see their nervous looking faces.*

"Can't a friend invite you for drinks?" *He whispers to them.*
Candida
*Theron had rolled his eyes once hearing his little quip. He'd had to have known about their predicament, or at least heard details of it... No one just does this out of the blue. Walking over to his nameless friend, he sat down at the booth.*

"So what was the reasoning behind calling us over to you, using a complete stranger?"

*Theron was seemingly annoyed, which was hard to get out of someone who rarely acts in a different manner to the usual assurance he commanded.*
Robert
*She too looked pretty irritated, having just gotten a death threat and suddenly being called over by Morwë, who used a proxy to give us a fright. If he wanted something, he should have asked in person*

"Yes. Why did you use a complete stranger to call us over? You know us well enough to just confront us directly"

*She said with a slight scowl. She released her sword, which slid back down into the sheath with a nice thunk. This sword was not the same sword he repaired... So was the shield. She was even missing her sallet! Her cuirass... Had obvious battle marks and... Seemed much more worn down than what he saw before. 

Another thing that was different about her was... The way she dressed! Assuming he knew his lore, he may or may not recognise the crest on her cloak. 

But that's not important compared to her attitude around Theron! You see, she was standing closer to him than she would with Morwë. Interesting things happened?*
Billy
*He leaned back a bit, wearing himself a sly grin stretched across his face. Morwë then gestures to a tavern wench to fetch two more mugs of ale to lighten their disheartened mood.*

"It's a little complicated..." *He expressed.* "Things veered differently than I had expected... Uh, anyways, word has it that you two are caught in some predicament?"
Candida
"Apparently on one of Ein's quests, she spoke too much of her employers... The Thorns. Now she has been targeted by them, and assassins will be coming after us for some time. We will need to avoid them, obviously. Currently, we are leaving Salvainia to get away from our last known location... Whatever happens next is up to fate."

*Theron slid his finger back and forth on the table, for whatever reason... Sitting up straight in his chair. He had been looking down, somewhat lost in thought for whatever reason, before having his gaze return to Morwe.*
Robert
*She lightly elbowed Theron, whispering into his ear as she sat down, having taken a chair from an empty table*

"You said too much. Way too much"

*Before leaning back into the chair. She made sure her kilt was laying properly over her so no aspiring peeper can get a chance... Though it won't matter would it? They won't have eyes if they tried*
Candida
*Theron rubbed his side, breaking into just barely a pout... What was too much? He just relayed some basic information to him.*
Billy
*He stared at the two, maintaining his expression. As the drinks came to their table and when the tavern wench had left them, Morwë adjusted himself, sitting up straight to properly talk.*

"Thorns..." *He mutters.* "Why does that name sound familiar?"
Robert
*She slid Morwë the bloodied letter. On top of this, her sleeve slightly exposed a feint black tattoo on her wrist. Strange, but okay. Doubt Theron saw that. 

She leaned back into her chair, having slid the letter close enough to him. She didn't want to go too close... Just in case he bites.

She leaned closer to Theron, saying in a hushed voice just so the other patrons won't hear*

"It's better to have them read. Other people can hear what you say. I don't think people can hear what you read in your head"
Billy
*Morwë reads the letter, changing his expression to a stern and calculating fixture. He turned his gaze to the two, feeling a mixture of thoughts and feelings culminating in his mind. Out of some tension toiling in him, he crumpled the letter.*

"This is a fools game the both of you are playing," *He said to them, maintaining calm and collected.* "You shouldn't be running away from it... Both of you should fight back. This isn't a threat... This is a declaration of war."
Candida
"You can't fight a war without knowing where to attack.. So once they make their first move, we will capitalize on it."

*Theron stated bluntly. He had thought over about how they should proceed, and the best way he could think of was to attempt to at least interrogate some of the assassins... If the chance was possible.*

"For now however, I don't see other ways of gaining information on them. I don't have the sort of power or connections."
Billy
*Leaning in,* "That's where I come in..."
Robert
"Neither does the Brotherhood. Doubt they would at least. They are too busy sucking their thumbs and licking wax in Silnaria to know anything."

*She said, sighing to herself. She was honestly just scared. Not for herself. But you can infer on what she is scared about*

"Bunch of useless old men honestly. Only thing going for them is their cool cloak that I will one day work up and come to possess"
Billy
*Shaking his head,* "No, listen... I may not be the most powerful person you know, but I've lived long enough to have the connections to solve your little Thorn problem. You see I may not have the guards or the assassins guild in my pocket, but I have a network that can get us to your so called 'boss' faster than you think."
Robert
*She looked at Theron. She wants him to have the final say in this obviously. She didn't like making all the decisions honestly. Too much work*
Candida
*Theron thought about it for about ten seconds, looking off to the floor at his side. He then turned his focus back to Morwe.*

"I could see how this network of yours could assist us, but most things have a price attached to them. I do not mean offense to you, Valmir, but most people I know... Would ask hefty things for the kind of information you're willing to go out and search for."
Billy
*Slamming his dagger on the table,* "Threats and extortion will be a price to pay... I never exactly specified the people that's going to help us have the cleanest of records. New Salvainia is known for its unsavory folks... And if your boss is willing to pay unsavory folks to hunt you, then we will have to ask them ourselves."
Robert
*Ein nervously shifted backwards. Dagger knife generally isn't a good thing. Usually means danger. But she still... Tried to keep herself cool by just... Leaning into her chair* 

"First, they aren't my boss. They just happened to hire me. And two, I believe Theron here was asking about... The price for your services, assuming you had one."
Billy
*Lifting the knife off the table, awkwardly rubbing the dent he accidentally made.*

"Oh... Uhhh... There's nothing in it for me," *He chuckled, backtracking from the threatening demeanor he imposed.* "It's just, uh, a personal vendetta you can say..."
Robert
"A vendetta you say? Interesting. Let's just say I too have a vendetta against them, but if we are using war as an analogy. I suppose I have a Cassus Belli against them. Who wouldn't have one if they threatened someone preciou- i mean a friend"

*She said, having a slight slip of tongue. She isn't good at... Hiding it from people she may or may not enjoy being around! But of course, it was slight as she speaks quite quickly for a... Supposedly low education farmer! 

She was fiddling with her Brooch, which was fashioned into her Family Crest. It was pretty useful at holding the excess kilt fabric onto her*
Candida
"I won't ask about the vendetta, but I will thank you for assisting us in this. It is greatly appreciated that you would help us when we need it."

*Theron bowed his head slightly to Morwe, it was nice to have multiple people to rely on for this. Of course, Ein was also relying on him to do his best... But he would rather not have them get into too much danger. Whatever that feeling was, he didn't focus on it too much.*
Billy
*Leaning back again,* "I don't actually have a vendetta. It's just a word for me to use to spark some shitty conflict. What I'm really after is your dealings with the Assassin's guild."
Robert
"If that's a question for me, no answers will be given. I don't have reason to tell you about what happened inside of the Brotherhood."

*She said, consuming some... Hard tack from her bag... Mmmmmm crunchy flavourless bread. My favourite!*
Billy
*He sat there for awhile, quietly contemplating to himself. It was almost like a sudden rush of focus had taken over him. His senses came to him quickly.*

"Perhaps we do need to escape the country," *He muttered quietly to them.* "It's too dangerous to operate where the enemy lies deep in its heart. We need to strike it elsewhere..."
Candida
"Yes... But could your network still efficiently work if we're not in close proximity? The information could get out-dated if it takes too long to reach us."

*Theron rubbed his temples, probably because of some of the stress. It's hard to try and think about how you're supposed to evade death... Especially when you can't understand the range of influence your enemy could have.*

`forgiv for taking long tim`
Robert
"Honestly, I feel like the Alps are our best bet to survive... Then again that's me, being able to just walk out in this belted plaid and a top while it's snowing outside. Other than that, I suppose escaping is a good idea"

*She said, rubbing Theron's shoulder with the intention of bringing comfort. Of course there was some... Hesitation in this move, but she just went with it* 

"But of course, that would mean that we'd need some supplies... And I'm pretty sure walking will take a long time... So a horse is better. But where would you even buy a horse?"
Billy
"So you won't get shot in the back on foot," *Morwë boldly answered.* "Discuss your plans and collect what you have— I will discuss the matter of escape with the gentleman you have met earlier."

*He got up from his seat and made his way to the bar counter where the stranger was. The two would then quietly discuss, leaving for Theron and Ein to talk amongst themselves.*
Robert
*She looked at Theron, quickly averting her gaze if he looked back at her. She seemed slightly tense around Morwë, loosening up once he left*

"Honestly... I have a bad feeling about this now. I don't even know what he is planning. Doubt he'll tell us..." 

*She said, turning back to him. She was still holding her Halberd, pushing down her small pouch, which applied weight to the Belted Plaid so... It doesn't go up when she sits.*

"Then again... I'm probably just being paranoid. The world is a scary place... And this just further proves that theory"
Candida
"Most things you don't get to know seem scary. Valmir has his reasons for hiding things... Although, I don't appreciate that either. It's just drawing suspicion from people he's trying to help, for no reason."

*Theron sighed, leaning back in his chair and doing his best to relax a bit. The help was needed, and this was a good thing... He just hoped that valmir wouldn't just leave them in the dark on how he planned to help them.*

"...In any case, where do you suppose we go in the Tulpa region to stay low? You said something about an Alps?"
Robert
"Maybe the forests are better instead. Low elevation. Lots of water and wildlife. We could probably survive on the fauna and flora for some time, supplementing our diets with some berries and maybe blood. Don't worry, I'm no vampire."

*She said, opening her mouth to reveal no fangs!*

"That or maybe change our own identities and live as different people. That could work too"
Candida
"Changing identity does sound like a plausible thing to do in this situation. I would highly doubt they have a way to locate us through just our faces alone... Lest they have great memory, or some sort of advanced spell."

*Theron thought to himself, tapping his chin. ~~he sure was disappearing a lot, and not able to respond~~ Living a 'new' life in another region was not a bad choice... Then returning to New Salvainia every two months or so could be done, because by then the organization shouldn't have their eyes lined on them.*
Robert
"I'm sure there are many people who have the same face as us. I'm not completely unique, nor are you. But yes, changing identity is... Very plausible"

*She was disappearing from almost everything she knows. Probably everyone thinks she died of dysentry or something*
Billy
*Morwë came back to the table, feeling well in ordered. Everything seemed to handle itself far better than he had expected. Though his thoughts were well assured, he could help feel a looming sense of dread lingering in the far reaches of his mind.*

"Well it's in order," *He said to them.* "We just have to wait until my friend comes back with the things we need to escape. Have the both you proposed anything?"
Robert
*She looked at Theron, looking back at Morwë* 

"We were planning to change our identities and resign somewhere in the country side. Maybe live in the forests or the alps."
Billy
*Nodding,* "Any of you know how to ride a horse? If you're thinking to head to some forest or mountains, you're looking deep into the center of Salvainia."
Robert
"I've ridden a work horse before. Can't say I'm the best... But I can ride one. If Theron here cant, I guess he can join me or you..."
Billy
*Squinting,* "I thought you never seen a horse before?"
Robert
*A sly grin painted itself on her face. Seems like he fell for her... Tricks of things*

"Do you honestly believe that. I, a farmer wouldn't have seen, or even ridden a horse? Much more someone in the Brotherhood?"

*She said, maintaining her new grin. She liked having fun with people's minds... Though she keeps it to the minimum so... She doesn't lose friends and become lonely again*
Billy
*Crossing his arms, furrowing his brow,* "No, I just thought you were stupid. I never believed you were a farmer..."
Robert
*She snickered at that comment, leaning in*

"What makes you believe me not to be a farmer? Is it my... Immaculate English? Or maybe my beauty. Or is it... The way I fight?"

*She asked, supporting her chin on her hand, whilst leaning on the table. She had this... Smug face. Yikes*

"Or is it... Him!"

*She asked, pointing at Theron*
Candida
*Theron just sat there, not really knowing what she meant... What an odd reasoning.*
Billy
*He stared at Ein like she was a madwoman. As far as things goes, this has been by far the most peculiar of her.*

"Well for one thing, whenever we had our conversations when we met," *He began.* "Everytime your responded, you twiddled with your fingers like some flamboyant villain. Then there was the case with the shop. You shifted your eyes more than once. Never at that second have I taken you for a farm girl. I thought of you someone who is simply a madwoman."
Robert
*She leaned back on her chair again, keeping that smug look on her face.*

"That's just who I am. What's you to judge? I might just be a flamboyant villain... Or just a madwoman. Either or, I'm just a person with personality"

*She said, rolling her head. She seems to have a lot of back and neck pain. Wonder why that is? Anyways... She just continued to sit there, not having anything to do... Then her mind clicks! She remembered what she wanted to do at the market.

She produced two pieces of parchment with drawings of... A dagger and... A shorter knife, sliding it to Mr Morwë. Seems like she wanted something*

"Anyways, now that you got all of that off your chest. You up for some work? I'm willing to pay."

*She said, producing her gold bag, putting it on the table with a newly found jingle!*
Billy
*He looked down at the knife, feeling befuddled with her sudden response. She was trying to change the subject, and it ticked him a little to how obvious she was acting. He palmed his head out of slight frustration, rubbing it then afterwards to alleviate the phantom pain thats aching in his head.*

"Yeah... Once we get out of the city, I'll look into the knife," *He signed feeling a little defeated.* "Theron, do you need anything before we go?"
Candida
"I should be fine for the journey there. I've already packed up what I needed, so we can get going now... If you two are satisfied."

*Theron was still leaning back in the chair, having just listened to them go on about personality and madness... Whatever helps them calm down, he guessed.*
Billy
*The Elf squints his eyes once more,* "You two are quite the perfect pairing. The unhinged and the dull... Quite the small world we live in."

*Morwë stood up from his seat and paced back and forth. Patiently waiting for his friends return.*
Robert
"Oi, who are you calling dull, that?"

*She sighs, whispering to herself*

"That's honestly probably me"

*It's as if she had blocked out the first part of the entire thi- oop nevermind it got to her. She turned almost completely cherry red, as if she was a a piece of metal in a furnace. 

Yikes. She remained silent but she looked like she was just about to smash her face into the table*
Martha
*Morwë's friend rushed inside and quickly made his way to the three. He was out of breath, wheezing himself to a nasally sound.*

"The horses are outside," *He panted.* "Do any of you have any heavy gear you're carrying?"
Robert
*She stood up, taking a few steps, her equipment clinking and clanking together as she takes said steps.

She then looks back at Theron, somewhat liking the prospect of being the perfect pairing.%

"Let's go Theron, they said they had horses! Wonder if it's brown and fluffy like the horses back at the farm!"