Kirk
*A specific person has appeared from... A forest! Who was it? Well, he'd quickly recognise the green cloak and... The Halberd. That is, if he was there! 

EinEin has managed to escape from the battle and get this far, but she seemed to be quite injured... Her sleeve was barely holding on and her shoulder was exposed, showing a nasty nasty sword wound on the shoulder... At least she was bleeding blood? That means she was human. She also... Seems to be missing things... Where's her sword? Where's her Gambeson? WHERE'S HER SALLET? Oh no... Has she lost a battle? She probably did... She looks like she did*
Barry
*Theron was minding his own business, walking down the road to return to Syele's farm.. He had told her to leave his amount of silver on the table, as he had to tell the guards were to be wary of dark magic.*

*That was until, of course, he sees some woman stumbling out of the forest bloodied and disheveled. What the hell? Assuming that they were attacked by bandits or worse, he would draw his bow and close in on the figure... Not quite recognizing them as of yet.*
Kirk
*Well, I suppose Bandits were close. But this was no bandit she has ever met! She met a magic user! And she was beaten... Really hard. She was pretty weak at this point, having used up most of her energy getting here... So once she was clear of the forest, she flopped onto the ground... Ground is nice and soft, but not good if you have a wound that could get Infected.

Turns out, she was pretty weak. Well she's pretty weak against magic. Magic is like a hard counter to her...*
Barry
*Well that was never a good sign, for someone to just fall to the ground while looking so wounded.. Theron sped up his pace and reached the unfortunate soul. EinEin? What had happened to her for her to be in this state... Wait. She had mentioned something about assassins before Theron left for the quest! Now he had a large feeling of guilt for not staying behind... Having done a relatively easy job, while Ein had just gotten away from some kind of assassination attempt.*

*Since she had basically no armor, she wasn't too hard to carry... So once securing his bow back onto it's hitch, he'd do his best to pick her up. Craddling her like an oversized baby, Theron begun to jog the EinEin to Syele's home so he could figure out what he should do next.*
Kirk
*She's not that light. And I can imagine the strange looks all the animals would be giving you. Also... Nyoom.

She's not that bad upon closer inspection. She does have a small scar on her head, but it's relatively unnoticeable, but there is still a wound on her shoulder. Pretty big... That and around the head scar area, her head was feeling slightly too soft. Fracture? 

She needs a healer! That and uhh... She also is missing 11 gold... And... Her dignity as a warrior*
Barry
*Theron thought about how long this process could be... So he `used a timeskip`. Since Syele was out on yet another quest, he had to go into town to hire a healer for the session. Two gold was worth it, Theron supposed, since he owed EinEIn much more for his carelessness. Anyone could be taken by surprise, and he forgot to factor that in... He still felt pretty bad.*

*With his practical knowledge and the healer providing the magic, EinEin would be in rather good condition. The deep wound in her shoulder could only be reduced to a scar, as the healer wasn't the most experienced, but her head would make full recovery. Thanking the healer for his time, Theron paid the man and sent him on his way... Watching over EinEin for the time being.*

~~do stuff now or stuff~~
Kirk
*AWOKE! Ein has woken up. Unsure if that's a good thing. Her head pain has stopped... So everything was less... Well painful and blurry. You see, she thinks she's dead*

"Hmmm... I expected... The Afterlife to be... Less like Real life honestly"

*She hasn't noticed Theron yet... Maybe he should appear in her vision. Or maybe she's just stupid and blind. But she's lying down... Or sitting. Unsure what he did to her when she was asleep*
Barry
*Theron usually has his max blurry on, so it wasn't really odd for EinEin to just not notice him. Upon hearing her wake up, Theron sat up in the chair by the small desk and looked over*

"What did you expect it to be? A large inn where you can get drunk constantly?"

*He said rather plainly. She was seemingly fine, so he was pleased with the work he did on her. At least he could say that he didn't further complicate things... But he was also considering other measures in case this could happen again.*
Kirk
"Why does go-"

*She turned her head to the... General direction of THE VOICE... And she seemed... Really surprised for some odd reason. She was probably hit really hard in the head*

"God look like Theron? Wait... You're not god. Damn I'm still alive."

*Sighhhhhhhh and up her hands go into the air, while lying down*

"I guess Heaven Beer can wait. How did you find me and how am I not dead? And why does my arm still function... I took a massive sword to it... Oh and how am I still thinking? I was bashed in the face by a strange looking Bardiche?"
Barry
*Theron sighed heavily. She was being rather light hearted about almost dying... Maybe the blow to her head possibly change her? He'd be regretful, but since she had rather good memory of her attack, this could just be EinEin being EinEin.*

"You were out in the forest, I picked you up and brought you here, then a hired healer assisted me in your recovery. Forgive me for not taking your warning seriously... I am sorry. If you can remember specific details, the city watch could help us with your assassins!"

*He did seem rather serious about his apology, as for one of the first times, he was rather gloomy instead of his usual calm exterior. Theron had also gotten up off the chair, to sit down at the bottom edge Ein's bed.*
Kirk
*Confusion look. Warning? What warning? Did she get hit so hard that she forgot a thing?*

"If it's about the injuries, I lost a fight against a mercenary in a quest and got my head smashed in by some strange looking knight. Also... Assassins? You mean the Brotherhood? They're not a threat... They're too scared to exit Silnaria..." 

*False alarm? She did just get injured in a quest.. Maybe her memory was broken. Maybe she was broken... But she did seem broken. She no longer glorified herself as a powerful person, instead... She kinda submits herself as a weak creature*
Barry
*So the assassins she was referring to were from Silnaria? Well, Theron had heard of such organizations raining supreme in elven society... Their long life spans meant their mistakes would not easily be forgotten, so grudges and threats were much more of a threat. Why mention them if they wouldn't leave Silnaria, he didn't quite understand... But it seemed like something was indeed wrong.*

"You hadn't mentioned a brotherhood before... But if you're certain you're not being chased, then forgive me for not joining you on your quest. It's brought all this upon you, so it must have been overwhelming. You can rest in my room for the time being, if you aren't well enough to move about."

*Theron still sat on the edge, trailing his finger along the edge of the bed. Where had her equipment gone, anyway? The mercenary took it from her, and let her live? Most likely...*
Kirk
"Ehhhhhh... My fault for not being strong enough. Plus, Magic always beats no magic. I wasn't worthy of winning that fight I suppose... Neither were my armour and sword... Oh well... I'm able to move. Might take up... You Land Lord on the offer of a place to stay as... I'm probably safe. I'm sure they think I'm dead now"
Barry
*Theron let out a suppressed sigh. He wasn't okay with how lightly Ein was taking the situation, but he didn't want to argue with someone who just survived a near-death experience...*

"Then that'll be that. There is a spare room across the hall, as I believe this building was built for a family of seven. The three beds in there are unoccupied, so choose whatever one you want. Do you still have your wallet?"

*Theron was still in full armor, pulling his hood off and wiping a small bit of sweat off his forehead. Jogging while carrying someone for about ten minutes was quite some work, to be sure.*
Kirk
"Aww shucks your too nice. Can I stay here just for the niggghhht? I have enough for another room but I feel safer with another person! That and... I dont know how long I can last without a job... So I might go back to doing carpentry for a while... Ought to get me some money?"

*She took out her money pouch... Which... Was somewhat less... Full than it used to be*

"Well, I have a single gold coin and 20 silver. Kinda got a lot of stuff stolen from me... And I don't want to take any money from you, or I'll have to marry you. Just kidding, I'll just feel really bad about taking your money."

*She said, sitting up and... Waving her pouch around, which lacks... The jingle it used to have.*

"Honestly, I feel like maybe... I shouldn't be an Adventurer. I lost my pride as a warrior when I fought that woman. She beat me and destroyed my sword. That was literally my soul"
Barry
`writing emotional speeches are hard`

`on draft number five. I dislike existence.`

`I'm a masochist when it comes to making a speech that sounds good to me`

`CaPtAin, ReLEasE tHe cRinGe BoMB.`

*Theron leaned back, falling onto the bed. If Ein was tall enough, he'd probably be laying against her legs, perpendicular to the bed.*

"It's things like, pride as a warrior, that gives me reason to agree and stop you. You are a stubborn woman who clings on to beliefs that will ultimately lead to your death. At the same time however, I feel that you have qualities I admire. You are respectable, you act honest, you do not wish to trouble people, you give help to those you see need them..."

"It reminds me of stories my mother shared with me when I was younger, about those heroes that fight with blade of steel and heart of gold. Ones that no matter how dire the circumstance, refuse to trouble those that they wish to protect... And always win in the end. Life is not like this, of course, but I take it for granted and hold this childish belief in my heart. You are a piece of this world that reminds me that others can be just like this, if they truly did try their best."

"A blade can be re-forged... Your pride can be picked from the dirt and cleaned... A smile can falter but remain unbroken... However, a life cannot be reborn. You were given a gift to keep living. That was where an evil made it's mistake... And a selfish childhood dream could keep it's peace of mind."
Kirk
*If a sound was made upon Theron's fall, Ein could be heard making a sound herself... Rather close to an EEP or Uya. Very shocked she was... Who knew her joke was going to attack his mind that much.

But when he spoke, she got really confused... About the fact that it isn't about the joke. Don't guys get flustered when girls make that joke? Only in Canada I suppose. 

Oh no, now she's the one who's getting flustered here. Why was he telling all of this information? Is he saying that he'll take responsibility to fix her? Well he kinda did... By getting a repair person. Oh well, she probably misinterpreted. 

But a fact is a fact. He made her red and got her to not look at him directly in the eyes* 

"You're... Too kind. My head feels warm. I dont know why. But y'know... With those words. You're saying the impossible. To reforge a blade as broken as mine,"

*She produced her sword... It's basket was seriously mangled and the blade was shattered. Took a nasty hit* 

"Is impossible. Maybe I can become a new blade... Figuratively speaking. Gosh this is making me feel weird. You'll help me... Right?"
Barry
*Theron looked over, seeing that for some reason EinEin got all red. He was recounting his past life because he was rather lost for words... It seemed to have done the trick? Maybe she got embarrassed cause he was being too sentimental.*

"I suppose... The sword itself is too broken, sure. Let's take your suggestion and take this old sword and pour it into something new."

*Theron got up, sliding up real close to Ein. Taking a good look at the hilt that was left, he could see what she meant. Quite the broken thing... But it could probably be used to cheapen the cost of the new sword, when melted down to fill a mold.*

"I'll take you up on that offer of making a new blade, of course, if you haven't given up."
Kirk
*Ne-Ne too close too close! She physically moved herself back as he approached. The sword it self was a marvel of blacksmithing. The basket was really well made and the blade was so evenly tempered and... Dare I say it, perfect. Too perfect...* 

"Y-Yeah! We can always meet with... Val right? He can make me a new sword? I'm unsure about the costs... Or if he is still around"

*Yeah... She's very embarrassed. Maybe it's the proximity... Or maybe... He was too sentimental! She has a problem of wanting to return favours...*
Barry
"If he isn't around we could visit one in the market.. Maybe check at the tavern for a woman I partially remember. Katachan, if I think correctly. She had made a rather potent mace, so she could be a fine replacement if Val isn't near."

*Theron looked down to his left, lost in some thought while thinking about how to get Ein re-equipped... She had enough money to survive in a tavern or inn, but this entire catastrophe started because he left her to her own devises. She showed interest in staying here a night, so maybe...*

"How do you feel about staying on the farm here with me? I'd feel better if you were present, as I feel some guilt for not being there on your first quest. I had promised I would, and this was the result of not following through..."
Kirk
"Hmmm... I don't feel comfortable with using... The hellish sea cart... It's worse than ground carts. I shall see this Katachan... Hopefully. But huh... I was planning to get a job and... Maybe stay here. It's a farm, which is my home. I'm born and raised on a farm, plus, I have this really cool guy here who helps me a lot and makes my head feel all wonky."

*Huhu grinnnn. She puts her hand on his head, assuming he wasn't sitting on the bed, otherwise that would put too much strain on her arm...*

"I think I'm going to stop forcing myself to not settle down in a single place. Maybe staying in one place is safer! So... With the one gold I have, I'll pay for a month's rent, sell my cuirass, and start working!"
Barry
*Theron didn't really get why she was patting his head... But smiled from Ein getting a bright expression back ~~and taking a liking to it~~. It was good to see her be motivated and decide to not let this situation cut her too deeply.*

*He didn't quite understand what she meant by her head feeling all wonky... But he chalked it up to the recent redness of her face and previous head wound.*

"Good to hear. I'll be present, as always, so do call on me if you need assistance."
Kirk
"Now, in return for all your help... I'll cook you a meal every day so you don't get hungry! Free food is the meal for the soul... Or an I getting that wrong... Was it... Alcohol was the gateway to a man's heart? I'm obviously confusing myself."

*She obviously meant the part that she was going to cook him free food... But... It's not exactly a meal, rather small snacks... Well, snacks can become a meal if you give enough of it.

She retracted her hand, rolling her neck for a moment*

"So, what's the plan Chief"
Barry
"Most of it depends on you, and how you want to proceed. You'll be talking to Katachan or Val about rearming yourself, right? While you do so, I can speak to Syele about your abilities on running a farm and allowing you to stay here."

*Theron lightly tapped his boots on the wooden floor, as Ein could hear the small thuds that were diminished by his passive ability.*

"Then after that depends on what we can get done in our first outings..."
Kirk
"I reckon, that maybe downscaling what I wear into battle would be very smart... Armour doesn't help me much... It just got cut through and ripped a nasty part into my shoulder"

*She said, hovering her hand over... Her still ripped clothes, assuming he didn't change her clothes for her*

"I remember my parents singing me a lullaby about our ancestors fighting battles with great swords and woolen blankets around them... I remember knowing how to wear one too!" 

*She then thought for another moment and the such.*

"I'll probably speak to Katachan first... And god forbid that they aren't there, I'll speak to Val and... Ride that hell cart of water. And... Outings? What do you mean?"
Barry
"Well, I'd like to accompany you for now, at least. The healer couldn't guarantee that the spells he used were as efficient... Due to the amount of time you were out in the wild, bleeding. You've already fallen once, no need to do so again from lack of life being restored."

*Theron returned the earlier head pat he had received... Wanting to see how she reacted to it. He didn't really know if it was a custom between her village or something, cause the last time he remembered getting something similar was from his mother four years ago.*
Kirk
*She gave him a high five! She probably didn't realize it was a head pat. Oh well. Honestly, it's probably just something she does to things that help her... Like animals!* 

"I'll be fine. I can walk! The world is no match for me! Well... I'm not match for the world..."

*And like that, she tried to get herself off the bed! To... Do a bit of walking*

"Plus, if I were to slack off on a farm, my ancestors will look down on my with disappointment. A woman must tend to her farm of course!"
Barry
*Theron froze for a second or two, guessing that he'd just figure out what that head pat meant later. Once lowering his arm back to his side, he too would get off the bed... He was sweating enough in his armor, so he might as well go lay down for awhile after taking it off and checking over his equipment.*

"Alright... I will be relying on you then. If you need me I'll be in my room, I should still be up and awake for two hours or so."
Kirk
"Huh. Oh and the name's Elizabeth! Figured... Éinillainis was rather difficult to pronounce, much more spell"

*She said with a chuckle. Elizabeth is a nice name... She supposes she'll be staying here! She does... Have a sort of bed right? Or is this a chair? Wait aren't they in his room or is she tripping*
Barry
*While EinEin was standing around, Theron then began the process of taking off his weapons and armor. This was his room after all, and he would be in it for the rest of the day...*

"Do you need to tell me something..?"

*Theron looked back at her while untying the cuirass that was fastened to his aketon... He was mainly trying to break her out of the stupor that she was seemingly in? She said she was going for a walk, wasn't she?*

"You can still use the bed if you want. I'll just be polishing my sword, and ensuring the arrows in my quiver haven't dulled."
Kirk
"Well... I don't want to stray TOO far... I'm probably going to stay here and remain warm. Plus, I'm not too keen on exiting safety.

Oh and... Here catch, I sold the bow to get more funding, which disappeared after the fight"

*She said, fishing out... The 100 arrows bound together with a piece of cheap twine. Roling it towards Theron*

"I'm not the best archer out there, I'm more skilled with my halberd! I'll probably... Be sharpening my own tools... Long axe thing needs to he sharp too!"

*What did she use to sharpen her tool? Well, she didn't have the best equipment, but she fashioned something similar to sandpaper with a stick, some hide glue, and sand!*
Barry
*Theron caught the nice bungle of arrows while his cuirass flopped to below his waist, the bottom arming points still needing to be undone... They were well made arrows, he could tell. Narrow-tips were popular, and most people knew how to make them... But he somewhat preferred broadheads, as they caused more damage in terms of bleeding and removal.*

"... The kitchen has more space for walking and a fireplace. It should be warmer there, and have more space for walking about, if you'd like to test your body's recovery."

*He didn't quite get why she suddenly wanted to stick around, but whatever. He finished with taking off his cuirass and begun taking off his boots and gauntlets.*
Kirk
"I'm sure I'm completely recovered... If I wasn't, I'm we'll have more issues about a scamming healer than my inability to do much of anything"

*She also demonstrated her walking and hand waving ability*

"See, completely fine!"

*She returned back to sitting down, digging out her lute from her bag... Good! It was still in good shape... It even has Ein's Carpentry Signature... The EinEin E!*

"Mind if I play something? I don't exactly have much to do and I'd feel bad if I just slept again on your bed"
Barry
*Theron practically stopped what he was doing and stared at EinEin's Lute... He hadn't really seen one up close before. Most of the chances he got to see them were behind a paywall, or in a tavern that he would skip straight to a bed after a long quest or adventure...*

"...Yeah, play something. I'd like to hear it closely. I've never paid much close attention to them, so thank you."

*Recovering from his odd focus on Ein and her instrument, he'd begin to finish his little routine by starting to unstrap and disrobe from the aketon itself.*

`i n t e r e s t i n g .`
Bertha
*She started strumming a very... Unique pattern. Resembles something akin to the form of a song of story telling. That was, what her music usually was, story telling. It also has a lot of melodic and nice progressions*

"You see, this song was... Something passed down to me. Very sentimental... It's a legend of sorts, about a Duke of Sudor, the Lord of the Cursed Throne..."

*A few moments passed, finshing this section of the song, being an introduction before she starts singing. 

Her voice complemented the music very well. So smooth and surprisingly feminine... For the person who could easily pass as a man had she been born one!*

"Álìs dahéiridh, mó sídaigha, ánis Tsúdahaéide té?
Mór án tFoíl ein, eir ná séid féy? Ghróidh sín trí, almaeín. 

Mo sín, gafaílte, tír na eíl, ánis Tsúdahaéide té!
Eín go, ta má, sa dhur nó feí. An máithrea tí, almaeín.

An dú sí da méihadda, an eíros deín mor deíre. 
THaí du sí dé anoúsdha, an goúd an idír mór."

*For translations, please consult me in DMs. Interesting language! What's even more interesting is the appearance of her last name, which could just be the fact her language is so different that it's hard to differentiate the names. Oh well. A song is a song.*
Barry
*Theron listened while he finally slipped out of his aketon. He liked the song, even though he didn't know anything about the language... But he assumed it had some sort of good warning or message. He would finally be done with his armor now, as he had also slid out of his cowl while taking off the aketon.*

*Now only wearing some cloth shirt with pants, he'd sit down on a stool beside the bed... Getting his sheathed silver short sword that he had taken with him on his quest. He'd begin examining it very precisely, producing a whetstone from the box next to the stool... Preparing to sharpen it if it required it.*

"You said you were a musician, not a vocalist... I didn't quite expect a pristine singing voice from you."
Kirk
"Flattering, but yes, musicians should know how to sing. That's our money maker you see?" 

*Cough cough singing was a bit rough on her but she just needs practice! Now she didn't know what to do... She finished her song.*

"It's strange... Why does the song have my last name, yet Pronounced Sudor? It's sad I can't ask anyone... It's a dead language. I'm the last speaker. It's probably like the name Sean... It can be pronounced Shawn or... Sheen. Strange, I don't see any h next to the S" 

*Anyways, back to... Playing around with what else she has in her bag... And then it struck her. She doesn't have extra clothes. She needs to get extra clothes. Oh no...*
Barry
*Theron was just methodically honing the edge of the silver short-sword, doing his best to mimic what he watched from Valmir. He couldn't mimic it exactly, of course, but he could see that the sharpening was not effecting the blade too badly... It was just slightly uneven if he looked hard enough with hawkeye.*

"No other tricks up your sleeve, dear Ein...? I was somewhat expecting something else to pass the time."
Kirk
"I'm a pretty stale person honestly. There isn't much more for me to say that I know of... Unless you want to hear the weird story about me in the Brotherhood when I was tasked to kill some high ranking dude" 

*To be honest, that's to be expected. She can't exactly be skilled at everything... She has only been alive for two decades and a few more years*
Barry
"Go ahead... And while you're at it, why were you talking about assassins before I left to go on my quest? What happened?"

*Theron sighed, deciding to leave the silver sword sharpening for later and putting the sword back into it's sheath... Instead, beginning to go through his quiver and going over his arrows.*
Kirk
"Nyehehe. So, I was... Maybe 18 years old and was pretty well into the Assassination business. I also had this weird thing for hoods and cloaks for some reason. But basically the story goes, I was hired by some Elf guy to go remove an opponent, who said to catch him at night in the mountains where he walks. I found him there... But when I tried to attack, I got tangled up by my cloak and fell down the mountain! I was fine, but the next day, a news herald said something about a massive bat with steel knives for teeth! Apparently that was me falling down the mountain...

Let's say, the employer was not too hapoy about that..."
Barry
*Theron lightly `kek'd` to himself. He didn't expect such a dark and mysterious path to have such a laughable blunder in it... She somehow found a way, he guessed. Misfortune must be attracted to the young lady known as EinEin.*

"So, what had happened after that? Was that how you were chased about by mercenaries?"

*Theron continued to go over each and every arrow in his quiver... He was done with two of them, and had 27 more to go.*
Kirk
"Well you see, after that, I sort of graduated from the place with a pretty good... Track record. 5 completed assassinations on... Generally unimportant people. Of course I left. I honestly don't know why they started chasing me. It's as if I did something bad... But I suspect it's the Gianf Bat Incident. 

The mercenary part was a quest! I'd rather not talk about it... It was quite an embarrassing situation"
Barry
"Obviously it would be the bat situation... That's a rather large stain on their reputation. You said they're too scared to leave Silnaria however, so, why so? Will we have to be wary about hired killers coming for us in New Salvainia?"

*Theron had now finished an extra four, slowly increasing his speed of going through each of the arrows... Making small adjustments with the whetstone.*
Kirk
"Nah. I'm more than capable to beat them. Plus those dead beat old men cant beat me!"

*They probably can and she's being cocky since she has a friend.*

"Also... Don't you think a blunter arrow would be better? Sharp... Makes wound clean, which is easy to heal. Blunt and uneven arrows rip skin and prevents healing right? Are you trying to make art with your arrows?"
Barry
"Depends on the target. I usually run broadhead cause they're useful in most situations, as not many people run around in full plate do to it being restrictive in movement. Plus, you are forgetting that the wound requires time to heal... And most people do not get that time to heal. The major bleeding the broadhead causes when shot correctly can down someone or have them panic and slip up during combat."

*Theron continued his patient examination and adjustments of the arrows in his quiver, having finished half of the arrows now... He had sped up his work during their conversation.*
Kirk
"Huh I see. I wouldn't know much about archery... Only really hunted rabbits in the farm..."

*She said reenacting one of her supposed rabbit hunting experience!*

"And a weird thing my family does is like... They put the Arrows on the right side and hold arrows in their hands instead of a quiver... Let's say I didn't pick up the bow again for a while..."
Barry
"...Interesting? I suppose it was cheaper to just use it as a poker, then. I wouldn't disagree though, I'd usually do the same if I didn't need the bow."

*Theron had completely with his examination of the arrows, placing a few back in a box full of arrows... Taking one dozen of the arrows Ein had given him, and placing it into his quiver.*

.
"In any case, I've finished with what I wanted to do.. So if you'd excuse me, I'll be needing my bed now."
Kirk
*She was sitting on the floor at the current moment*

"I'll sleep on the floor then... But I'll take the spot near the furnace!" 

*And off she goes... To go knock herself out and use the free demo for death* 

"Gooooood night"
Barry
"... If you insist on being in the room, then get a blanket at least."

*Theron sighed, still not quite getting it... But whatever. He'd slowly start to sleep after rolling himself up in the blanket.*

`smh I'm stealing Nox's dumb spear later`

*Theron had been awoken by EinEin doing EinEin things... He couldn't quite remember but it involved some kind of spicy bread? He ate it but had to take some time washing the over-packed spice from his mouth... He could still feel the back of his mouth burning a bit. They would be at the market now, as she had mentioned that she was sort on clothes.*

"We could split up from here, as you focus on getting your clothes and I focus on the armor and weapons necessary. You used two handed weapons and medium armor, did you not?"

*He turned to his companion, keeping some eye contact as he could just avoid any people coming to him with the enhanced sound of their foot steps approaching him. It was quite handy, being somewhat similar to a bat.*
Kirk
"Well you see, armour doesn't... Generally help much anymore. I think it's much better to only just get an Aketon at this point... Or maybe a Dublet pattern Gambeson! I'll let you choose." 

*She said, still covering herself with her cloak. It was quite embarrassing to walk around with a shirt, which was falling apart*
Barry
"Alright. The blacksmith isn't far off from the armorer anyway... I'll be sure to pick out some good equipment. You be sure to pick out some good clothing as well, the snow blizzard caused by the yeti has been picking up recently... But if you can't afford it, you could always use mine or Syele's spares."

*Theron nodded, looking around the market place for the things that he had just mentioned... He didn't quite remember exactly where they were, but he knew they were close to this area.*

"Would you like to split up or stick together? It shouldn't take quite long for me to pick out the necessary gear for what you've been thinking of using from now on."
Kirk
"I'll meet you at the... Square. I did promise I'd prepare a meal every day... So of course I'd need to do some groceries... But adieu! We shall meet again... In a while!" 

*And off she jogged off, accidentally dropping her rondel, which she picked up hastily and sped off, probably embarrassed*
Barry
*Theron would return to the square... He would be dragging around a small barrel that held the items he had purchased. He didn't have much other way to carry them all around, so he just said he'd return the barrel once done with it.*

*Now that he was here, he'd be waiting and looking out for EinEin. He had taken his time with describing her measurements... Or at least, what he guessed her measurements were, so she should've been done around the same time as him.*
Kirk
*A new person reappeared! She wasn't wearing a cloak anymore... She was wearing new clothes, though it looks like hemp and all scratchy... And a dress? Looks too big too be a skirt. More like a giant blanket wrapped around her and the excess pulled over her like a hood! And... It was quite a unique pattern too. But no worries. 

Why was she wearing this kilt like this you ask? Well great kilts are a universal garment! Want to wear it for war? Tie it together. Want to gather? You have pocket like things! Her pocket like things look full of goodies... Like food! 

Oh ho Theron and his friends are in for a MEAL*

"Hello Hello! Sorry I was late, the loomist took slightly longer than expected. That's natural to assume since... Well, doing a Family pattern was quite hard from just using scribbles on a paper!"
Barry
"You have a family crest? Quite interesting, but I guess it'd be natural if you lived originated from Silnaria. I have the things you requested, so I suppose we could go back home and go over everything we've achieved now."

*Theron stood up from sitting on the barrel, dragging it along as he begun walking back to the Syele Farm. It was a slightly longer walk to do dragging along a good amount of extra weight, plus the barrel, but they'd make it there in good health. He'd then carefully take the things out of the barrel and laid it all out on the table.*

*A finely tuned halberd, mass produced but in great quality if she cared to look it over. Steel short-sword at it's side, likely to compensate for lack of utility when people got too close and personal. Two belts and hitches for each item, finely armed to a gambeson crafted of finely stacked and stuffed linen.*

"I hope you are satisfied with what I've picked out. You didn't have much in the ways of wants, so I picked out things I would have gone with, if I were taller."
Kirk
"Hmmm... I see. You seem... To be having difficulty. Would you like me to carry it? I'm pretty strong for... Someone of my stature!"

*Honestly she was confused where he got the idea she was born in Silnaria. She was just trained there. Though, she did understand the family crest part!* 

"But... You do realise... I still have a Halberd right? Mine is still functional and works..."
Barry
"I always keep spares of my weapons, just in case situations like what happened to you occur. I have broken two swords within my life time and having another weapon to fall back on has saved my career... But of course, I could always sell it if you insist."

*`Theron pout.Exe`, as he sat there and started putting the halberd back in the barrel. He had seemed rather happy with himself when remembering that Ein liked these types of polearms, as well... A shame.*
Kirk
"I appreciate how careful you are! Just... Didn't know if you knew I had the halberd... I don't have the best of memory... Anyways, where is the nearest spot I can cook up a meal and... Prepare for supper! You must be hungry, having slept for the whole day"

*She too emptied her loot onto the table... A bag of flour, some meat... Specifically one of the Cow kind, and cheese! Though it was not aged and... Probably cheap cheese. It was still good and yummy cheese* 

"Plus, didn't I promise you I'd prepare a meal for you every day for free?"
Barry
"Yes, you did say you'd do that. Thank you. As well, did you choose a bed yet? Where should I take your equipment?"

*Theron stood back up, still holding the halberd as he once again looked over everything that was purchased. It was a good day, he guessed, since they could get all this and Ein didn't complain about favors. He was quite satisfied with everything...*
Kirk
"I'll sleep near the furnace. Very nice and cosy, plus, I like my Belted Plaid crisp and warm... It's kinda like home where we sleep by the fire and tell legends!"

*She let her BP hang down, looking more like a dress at this point. It was quite pretty... An interesting choice of colours too!* 

"I suppose you can leave it near a wall or... Just the furnace since I'll be staying there for a while. At least, until I fix my financial situation and am able to pay for my own rent"
Barry
*Theron sighed... What she found so satisfying about his room and the small fireplace within it, he couldn't really quite figure out. He guessed that this was an excuse so that she didn't have to pay rent, since she could just be recognized as a guest, but he still hadn't spoken to Syele about it. For whatever reason, Syele had been out for quite some time... The quest must be a hard one from the time being spent on it.*

"If that's what you want... I guess it's fine. Just do your best to not damage the property. Syele can be rather fickle in things involving silver, and then we could both be without a permanent residence for some time."
Kirk
"I'll be safe! I'll be... In the Forest nearby and... Cook up something... I'll be back in a bit. If anything attacks, I have a dagger so I should he safe!"

*What is she making? How is she making it? Is she... Going to use a rock and cook it on that? She's probably going to use a rock honestly... At least she doesn't need to pay for salt?* 

"I'll be off now!"

*And out the door she goes... To make something for her beloved, not-so-beloved Theron*
Barry
*Theron minded his own business after getting slightly worried... How do you hunt animals with just a dagger? At least he didn't worry about her confidence still being deeply shaken by the loss she suffered. He then began the process of taking the items from the kitchen table and placing them in his room, putting them in a nice row along the wall.*
Kirk
*Why would you need to hunt if you already bought things for food? She didn't take too long... Though she had to start a fire... And wack rocks together to make a cooking top... But she didn't take too long!

Before you know it, well... Maybe an hour, she was back... With some kind of strange bread thing. It was bread... But it had meat and CHEESE inside of it... How strange*
Barry
*Theron had been spending some time alone, going over his equipment... Of course, before he had found her previous halberd and was* ```displeased``` *With what he saw. As she entered the room, Theron would be sharpening it with the whetstone.*

"Your edge wasn't as clean as I expected it to be, so I wanted to go over it finely. I hope that this is fine with you, of course..." *Then he realized she had brought out the food* "... Thank you for the meal. You don't have to be cooking for me, you know, as I could just craft some food for myself."
Kirk
* She sighed, setting down the cloth of food*

"Again, a promise is a promise. Plus, you've done so much for me already. If it had been another man, I fear I'd have lost more than my dignity as a warrior to pay them back..."

*She went a bit TOO grim there. Wonder what happend. Anyways, back to our original show*

"It's the least I could do. So eat up. I made sure it was fully cooked, though meat from the cow can be less cooked... And cheese is always good... Be careful though, it's hot" 

*She looked down to her feet, holding the excess fabric from her Belted Plaid, turning a bit red. Maybe she hasn't done this before for another person*

"I... Just wanted to say thank you... For everything. I felt like we have bonded well over the last few days we were together as friends" 

*Her hair obscured most of her face, but she was quite obviously red from the embarrassment of... Thanking a person? Is she secretly a shy person?*
Barry
`yeah I had to go do math with child brother person`

`minutes to hours to weeks`

*Well, she was right to some regard... That could have played out a lot differently, especially do to slavery being legal in the area. It gave him a bit of a heart ache to imagine that, so he quickly turned his focus to the food, setting down the halberd and whetstone. Might as well enjoy the food and help her cheer up.*

"Well, you would be right on that. I do enjoy our time together, so let's try to not have something like that happen again... It would pain me after learning about how good of a person you are."

*He smiled to himself, remembering from his mother that smiles can be a considered a medicine for the heart. He would then take a bite out of the perogies(single), expecting it to taste not too bad. The spicy bread was okay, it just happened to burn his mouth for about five minutes.*
Kirk
*She sat herself down, eating... The hard tack in her bag. Better to not let these go to waste eh? Crunch crunch crunch... She did have some extra cheese, using that to... Apply taste to a very bland biscuit* 

"Very much so. I'm assuming we'll be... Questing together as you said over a week ago?" 

*Crunch Crunch Crunch*

"With you by my side, I don't think anything can stop us!"
Barry
"You give me too much praise. I can't do as much as other people, but I'd like to hope that you're right... And yes, I will be doing my best to accompany you throughout your quests. I'd hope that I don't hinder you on our outings together."

*Theron happily munched away, being somewhat flattered by Ein's exclamation. It felt good to be acknowledged by someone you actually liked. Today was a good day, to be sure. He will be going over his gear before the next quest with extra vigor... To not disappoint such expectations.*
Kirk
"It's how I work. I'll be sure to check over my equipment with extra scrutiny to make sure I can hold my part of the deal to the level demanded by myself!"

*She said, feeling extra energised by someone who she actually likes basically saying yes to their long partnersheep as a Adventurer pair!

She's definitely inspecting every bit of equipment she has and... Is going fix even the smallest of burs*
Barry
"I will also do the same... But you should save the tack for later. They rarely expire, so eat some of this with me. You've cooked it, so you earned at least a few pieces."

*Theron finished one extra nibble, then tried to hand her about a quarter of the perogie that was left... Slapping his hand down atop the bed, as he wanted her to go ahead and sit next to him.*

"Come along now.."
Kirk
*She sighed. Is this the next step that her neighbours keep talking about? Something about... Praying to god or something? She isn't religious. 

But she does sit down next to him, happily chewing on her share of perogie...
Obvious look of ecstasy and foodgasm!*

"Cheese is so good! I remember having cheese when I was but 10 years old! I remember it vividly"
Barry
`my body acted before my mind registered... I type k too much`

"In any case, you should try on the armor and test the weapons. We'll need to make sure the armor fits well enough to not induce problems, as well as the weapons have a good center of balance."

*Theron shed a small smile as she watched Ein go and enjoy the food. It did taste good, he wouldn't lie to himself, but it felt wholesome to watch her obsess over it.*
Kirk
"You know, the only real way to find out if something works well in combat is to try it out in a duel! I request a duel! Though not to death and of course we have to cover our weapons with something that won't kill you"

*Chew chew chew chew. She was really chewing that perogie. She gotta squeeze all those yummy juices out of that cheese and cow meat*
Barry
"I suppose we could try that... But I'm not sure if we have strong enough material lying around for that sort of practice. If you have any idea of what to use, though, I'll assist you with it."

*Theron prepared to get up, placing his hands to his side and waiting for Ein to speak up. It would be beneficial for them to do so, definitely, since they could get a sense of each other's ability... And weaknesses.*
Kirk
"Well you see, all we need is some... Cloth or leather to wrap around the blade! Simple as that... I still have the shirt that kinda went Kaputt. We could always cut it up to do what we need, plus, doubt I'll be wearing that again"
Barry
"Alrighty then. I'll get some wraps of linen from the pens Syele has in the field, so we can wrap our weapons and begin. I'll wear my aketon and you wear your gambeson... We could still possibly hit each other too hard."

*Theron then went and did as he said he would... Getting the wraps and using them to cover his short-sword and dagger. He'd hand what was left to EinEin while putting on his aketon. Theron would then begin to wait out at the yard, prepared for his mock duel.*
Kirk
*EinEin put on her gambeson and cuirass, taking off her plaid for a moment to readjust it. No flashes for Theron.

She also slipped her dagger and targe onto the belt area. She looks pretty cool. Only thing missing is her Basket hilt Broadsword! But no worries, she covered her halberd in the wrapping and the such... And put her cool hat on! Looks like a Balmoral honestly.

She herself excited to the yard, ready for a fight. Pike is down and ready*

"Ready whenever you are, Thero!" 

*Yes she just called him Thero*
Barry
"I've been ready. Go ahead... And you forgot the n."

*Theron just stood there... ~~menacingly~~ waiting for Ein to go ahead and act. She had the advantage so far, with the reach of the polearm. He might as well see how she used it...*
Kirk
*Ah yes, she immediately started to position on a high guard. Best for honestly. Whilst doing that of course, she'd circle him like... A hunting animal.

What was she planning? Well, she wasn't planning to kill him, that was for sure. 

Then she STRUCK! Ha SIKE, it wasn't a strike, but a feign! She is trying to get him to flinch. What a sly girl.*
Barry
*Theron had quickly dug his foot into the ground behind him, lowering himself into a kneel as he prepared to go full force towards Ein. Most people who had ranged advantage wanted to keep that advantage, especially when the lethal part of your weapon is five feet away from you.*

*He didn't quite expect the feint, but it didn't stop him or hinder him from quickly launching himself toward her right flank. He didn't really know if Ein was left handed, as he didn't know her fighting style, but if she wasn't she should have a hard time swinging the halberd at him once he got close enough.*
Kirk
*That's where her foot work comes in. Using her own skills, she did a sort of stretch, extending her left leg to dodge the attack, using her own momentum to attempt a smack with her halberd's axe head. Of course it was safe, being covered and all.

It's all in the footwork young padawan!*
Barry
*Seeing that she quickly turned and went for a wide swing, Theron did his best to turn toward the halberd... His leather boots scraping against the soil as he used his sword to clash against the wooden shaft of the weapon. Depending on his strength to not fail him, he'd slide his sword up along the shaft and try to catch it underneath the blade... Wanting to ~~yeet~~swing the halberd out of Ein's hands.*
Kirk
*Not wanting to lose her balance, she lets go of the halberd, taking out... Her targe and her rondel, taking distance yet again. Now this time Theron had the distance advantage!*

"Ouch that was the second time my Halberd was launched out of my hand. Now you'll learn to fear my oversized NAIL and wooden DINNER PLATE... Until I get a new sword!" 

*She takes up a reverse grip on her rondel, covering her head with the Targe. She doesn't cover her view of Theron though!*
Barry
"I guess you can put it like that... I have a spare sword if you want it. Two, actually. You will most definitely take one of mine after this duel."

*Theron prepared himself, spinning the short-sword in his hand all fancy-like while slowly closing in on EinEin. He's never quite seen her use those two weapons, but it seemed he was correct on her being right-handed.*
Kirk
*Or was she right handed? She... Did the impossible... SHE SWITCHED HER HANDS! She is now holding her shield in her right hand and her Dagger in the left... 

Her entire posture changed to something extremely low... And honestly a bit strange. What was she planning go do with the dagger so low and the shield so high?* 

"I'm most definitely taking one of your swords..."
Barry
*Well... Theron didn't really have any wisdom on what she was doing like that. He had barely any experience with shields, rather just dual wielding with his dagger and short-sword if he needed to.*

*Experience or not, however, he couldn't win against a shield if he played defensively... So he knelt down just like before and begun dashing at her with his short-sword at his side. The weapon was ready to be thrust forward at her.*
Kirk
*Having him charge in towards her so eagerly gave her a chance to do her signature move. Holding the rondel, she slid the sword upwards, locking it to the side as she uses the shield to push him down with his own momentum...

If such movement didn't work, he'd have been... Almost redirected, but has a chance to hit her with his own dagger*
Barry
`that's actually pretty neato`

*Theron didn't quite expect the fluid maneuver, his instincts kicking him as he let go of the sword and thrust his forearms down to take the brunt of the impact with the ground. Once hitting the ground, he tucked himself into a ball and rolled forward... Back to his feet.*

*Theron exhaled heavily. He didn't really know that could happen... To be sure. His sword was on the ground a foot or three next to ein, and he had only his dagger now. He was lucky his nose wasn't broken right now... His arms feeling some pain, but mostly okay due to his Aketon's shock absorption.*
Kirk
*She stood up, patting herself off, extending her hand towards him*

"If this was a real fight, you'd be dead. Once the enemy is under you, you've won. That was a pretty good fight... Might teach you some of my Techniques though... You're like an unpolished diamond with beautiful pote- sorry I talk too much"
Barry
"Hm? No, no. Please, keep going, my wonderful jeweler."

*You could basically sum up Theron's face being like  as he heard Ein talk about him... Pulling himself to his feet with her extended hand. He'd hold onto it, however, while doing his best to draw it to his own chest.*

"My heart is aflutter at your praise~."
Kirk
"Ah yes, praise is good. But what isn't praise worthy is how you disregard keeping your guard... You fly at me like I fly at a warm spot to sleep..." 

*Stare*

"You need to be more careful. I'm not the best fighter out there. You need more training! Otherwise you'll die out there"

*She obviously didn't like that prospect. She physically twitched at the part about dying, but it was the truth. It's a kill or be killed world out there*
Barry
*Theron sighed. He guesses that she was much more serious when it came to training scenarios... But she was right in a way. He did do a risky maneuver that he would usually never try, and if it wasn't on EinEin, he could have likely died in that situation.*

"Well, you are right in that way... Then I will leave my life in your capable hands, when you teach your strong defense to me. Death will have to wait while you provide for me, you could say."

*He smiled... Holding her hand a bit tighter. He hadn't any gauntlets on so the skin to skin touch was quite warm, especially considering the snowy environment of the outside.*
Kirk
*Speaking of snowy environments. It seems like her kilt was an effective garment at keeping her warm and keeping her mobile.

She pulled him up closer to herself so she didn't have to extend her arm for too long* 

"But first, you should get a shield... You can do things like this!"

*She said, grabbing his sword from the ground, holding her shield and dagger in one hand and the sword in the other*

"Depending on the shield, you can have a nasty combination. Think about it. On top of punching someone in the face with a giant wooden plate, you can also stab them and slice them!" 

*She handed the blade back to Theron... Well rather, she puts the sword back into his sheath if he had one... If not, she just handed it back*
Barry
*Theron was okay with her just sheathing his sword for him. Her idea with the sword and dagger in one hand was also feasible... If the dagger's handle was thin enough, it'd be effective enough.*

"Well alright then. You've won this time... But there will always be a next. I will make sure of it, so you can teach me more of those techniques. I'll be going inside now, you should come too-... But uh, first, I'll collect your halberd."

*And off he went, walking about ten feet, picking up the halberd he had swung out of her grip earlier. He'd then waddle his way back indoors... To undress from his Aketon and spend some time relaxing. Theron also thought to himself that they could start a quest tomorrow, since she seemed to still be very capable.*
Kirk
*EinEin returned inside, taking off her cuirass and... Gamberson as well! She is now just dressed in her hemp top and... Belted plaid. But what else is there to say? She's also wearing and strange black hose (stockings) and purple flashes.*

"Honestly, I feel like wearing this helps me fight better. I don't know... Is it the air flow? Or is it the fact I can move really easily in it?"
Barry
"Well, whatever works, works. Most people can't explain why, so it's best to not question it too hard... Maybe it's just good for you?"

*Theron had slid out of his Aketon, back into the regular cloth shirt and pants he usually had under his armor. He still had some time to spend, and his weapons were covered with some linen so they shouldn't have sustained any damage... So he begun digging through the box at the edge of his bed.*
Kirk
"If my ancestors apparently did it, I guess I'll do it to!"

*She said, sitting herself down next to his bed, covering herself in a the excess of material like many would cover themselves with a BLANKIE in a COLD nicht. Interesting, but she likes it. Also, it's pretty crisp since she's near a fire!*
Barry
"You could stay warm in the main room or the bedroom across the hall, you do know... Or are you still admiring my unpolished beauty?"

*Theron had pulled out a ball of cloth, two fine needles, and what appeared to be a foot of finely knit fabric. Once it was all laid out before him on his bed, he looked back at Ein, waiting for their response...*
Kirk
"Well no. I'm more curious about what's in the box... What's in it? Is it some cool thing I've never seen before? Or is it food?" 

*She's quite interested in the box for some odd reason. Oh well, I suppose there is no harm with letting her entertain herself*

"Plus, being alone is boring and dangerous! It's much safer and cosier if I had a friend to share a room with!"
Barry
"Basic necessities I've gathered over the three years I was out of Salvainian territory... Some of it trivial, but special to me for whatever reason."

*Theron carefull picked up the needles, sat down comfortably on the bed, as he then begun to slowly and precisely knit the cloth into the long piece of fabric. Along most of the stretch of fabric was a deep orange color... The end piece that was already done, stretched out about half a foot in white.*

*It was rather basic work, but for whatever reason Theron took his sweet ol' time with it...*
Kirk
"Ah... So you're a collector! Interesting. Now if you don't mind me, I'll be watching... Whatever you're doing. Quite interesting, as my hands are only made for fighting and working with wood!*

*She said, pulling her excess cloth closer to her... It looked quite warm and cozy. Is Theron sure he doesn't want one? They last forever and are multi-purpose*
Barry
`go ahed. Just knock and come up with a reason for knowing where Ein lives`
Harold
*Oshikuru had seen the trail of the odd mixture of bread crumbs, metal bits and blood. He continued to run, following the path until he arrived at a building, which where the path stopped nearby. He knocks on the door*
Barry
*Theron continued to methodically stitch... Not surprised by the knocking as he could just barely make out someone treading in the snow outside at a quick pace. He didn't want to quite stop his activity and risk messing up his overcast stitch... So he looked to Ein*

"Someone's run up to the door, so could you open it? It might be Syele, so you could explain to her about the current predicament you're in... She might be willing to understand."
Kirk
"Understood understood"

*She said, standing up to go answer the door... She put her brooch back on to hold the excess fabric up so it doesn't look like Theron was in the middle of doing something strange...

She opened the door and... Boom! An OshiOshi standing in front of her? She pivoted back, unsure as to who this was, but then remembered... Ah yes, the weeb armour!* 

"Huh? You! What? How did you find out- why are you here?"
Maria
"Well, you did leave a pretty obvious trail of blood and metal. I came for four reasons. One, to apologize to you for hitting you really hard on the head. Two.." *He would hand her the bag of gold* "You deserve pay two. Everyone needs to live. Third.." *He would give her the bag with a wet, red bottom* "The boss said to give this to you. Last reason is I need a place to stay and recover from some injuries. I got hit pretty bad. My head got hit too"
Kirk
*She put her hand on her head as if irritated*

"Well the Lord of this Land isn't here... I don't think we can just... Put people here willey nilley... If you want, we can lead you to the nearest inn? Or maybe a cave"

*She didn't know what to do about this honestly*
Maria
"Then what are you doing here? Wait.. Is there someone in there?"
Barry
*Theron, knitting calmly in the room about ten feet from the door, speaks up...*

"I have several questions, but I believe that could lead to some rather poor outcomes. You seem like a person with decency, so I'll ignore what's been happening out there."

*With advanced listening he could quite clearly hear their conversation, even through the ajar door.*
Maria
"Ignore what was happening? What does that mean?" *He looks at the bloody package.* "Oh"
Harold
*He really needs to find a place to stay. His armor had been sticking to him ever since he got struck by lightning from the mages. As for food, he wasn't necessarily hungry. He needed to get this armor off though*
Kirk
*She sighed to herself, giving the universal signal of "Don't be telling him anything," Then calls out to Theron*

"Do you think we have the ability to hide one person here for a while? They're quite hammered from the fight"

*She then points at the... Red sack with a large amount of confusion*

"What's in there? A deformed water fruit?"
Maria
"I haven't peeked in there, but I honestly wouldn't. I'm pretty sure it's a head"

"I can toss it if you want"
Kirk
"What have I gotten myself into... Getting a gift of gold is one thing but... A head? That's just morbid. Even the brotherhood would look down on this..."

*But anyways, she reaches out her hands for... The "Gifts." I hope it isn't actually a head so Ein doesn't have to explain too much*
Maria
"Again, not from me"
Barry
*Theron just listened to them go at it for a bit... He should really have Ein dispose of that bloody bag. There were several problems with that, but Syele freaking out about guards coming to investigate her farm would probably be the biggest one.*

"Ein, could you get rid of the suspicious things he gave you... Thank you!"

*He spoke out from the room, still not moving from his spot. He has gotten about five millimeters into the piece of fabric, he would not stop at it now.*

`well she told him about how she was in a league of assassins... Figured she must have connections like this.`
Clifford
```Syele's going to kick someone's ass if there's blood on her nice carpet.```
Kirk
"So uhh... My... I don't know... Is he a friend? A partner? An battle buddy? A spouse? I honestly don't know, but he says that... The strange deformed water fruit looking thing should be disposed of..."
Barry
`oshi died for a bit`

`oh that why he g0ne?`
Maria
"I'll dispose of it then" *He looks inside* "Yep, it's a head. There's also a note for you" *He hands the note to EinEin and runs off to dispose of the head*
Kirk
*She holds the note, reading it to herself... Wonder what this note contains? The magic of under the dungeons of Castle Sudor? OR PERHAPS? A BANANA! Bananas without seeds tend to be very expensive when Bananas only had seeds*
Barry
"Your friend can stay here for a day, but don't ruin or bloody ANYTHING. Syele could quite literally kill me if she knew I had brought this much trouble to this place."

*Theron continued his fancy little knitting, now having finished a centimeter into the fabric. It was quite relaxing..*
Kirk
"If you need me... I'll be with my friend, watching him again"

*And like that, she has went off, back to the room... And staring at his little project*
Barry
*By now she could tell that it was some sort of scarf or sash. Why the deep orange and white was in it, wasn't really elaborated on, but it was quite vibrant to say the least. He had about a foot done, and Theron knew he would have to at least get one more foot knitted out so it could be finished.*

"So, you're back?... Care to elaborate on what was going on?"

*He sighed, not looking away from his careful movements... But she could feel at least a shred of his focus was on her.*
Kirk
"Let's just say working in the underworld has come to bite me back..."

*She definitely felt nervous. What if he suddenly disliked her because of her job? Oh no... That was definitely a possibility. She needs to prevent that... But how?*
Barry
"Was that a friend from your league? You two seemed to be on good enough terms... But that also doesn't explain why he brought a person's head to our doorstep."

*Theron did sound rather displeased about the event... The person she worked with nearly killed her, their boss was some kind of criminal overlord due to the act of delivering heads... And not to even mention the abandonment for whatever reason.*

*Theron had nearly messed up his knitting while thinking about all of that! Ein could clearly see a flash of worry mixed with disappointment wash over his face for a moment, and then, he exhaled deeply... He didn't mess up the stitch. Close one.*
Kirk
"Let's just say co-worker. Didn't come from the Brotherhood. Probably a different organisation. Yeah... I was pretty disturbed about the... Head part. The gold was one thing but the... Head was a bit excessive"

*She gave him a reassuring back rub as she... Sat down next to him. She reckons back rubs help alleviate stress and anxiety.*

"Plus, I'm used to this business! I've been in it... For 9 years? Maybe 10"
Barry
"That's much longer than I thought... You don't seem that old. Had you been taken in at a young age?"

*Theron finished another overcast stitch before staring at Ein's facial features... The ten years of working as an assassin was a bit hard to believe unless his guess was right. She was far too pretty and youthful, as far as he knew, to be much older than thirty. He also slightly enjoyed the back rub, although he didn't know why Ein was suddenly doing that to him.*
Kirk
"Well... I'm 24. I started in the business officially at 15... It's about to become my 10th year in a few months! I'm not THAT old honestly" 

*She didn't sound nor look like she was lying. But it is quite obvious her focus was more on his project than... The back rubs. The back rubs still feel good! Especially when it's from someone gentle.*