Karla
**Joseph Everard**
**Forests of Ibethiel**
*Joseph put out his campfire as night began to fall. He kept his crossbow close at hand. Now that Beatrice was gone, he was alone in the wilderness. Luckily, most of his seizures had abated, and he watched the embers die down as he got out his carving tools. He could tell tonight would be another sleepless night.*
Nancy
Vanessa Ward
Forests of Ibethiel

Vanessa sat against a tree stump that had been cut down for its wood a few years ago, keeping her eyes on her bounty from afar. It was quite simple to remain hidden as the night sky provided her an easy camouflage while the fire allowed her to assess the man she was spying on. He had similar features to her bounty, Nathaniel Micah and her search had lead her to him. She was certain he was his bounty and the way he was alone in the forest while armed, probes her suspicions.
Karla
**Joseph Everard**
**Forests of Ibethiel**

The hairs on the back of Joseph's neck stood up. He had the feeling someone was watching him... No, he was probably just tired. *No shit, you're an insomniac* He thought wryly to himself. He shrugged and began humming an old childhood tune as he got out his woodcarving tools.*
Nancy
Vanessa Ward
Forest of Ibethiel

Deciding it was time while his guard was down, Vanessa made her way towards the man while doing her best avoid any twigs that may alert him of her presence. Once she neared her bounty, the sell-sword unsheathed her sword before placing it against the side of his neck from behind. The sharp blade nipping against his skin. "Put your weapon down."
Karla
**Joseph Everard**
**Forest of Ibethiel**

Joseph abruptly dropped his carving tools and froze. Ohhhhhhhh shit. "What is going on?" He asked in his ridiculously low voice. His heart tapped out a quick tempo as possibilities raced through his mind. Maybe he went into bandit territory? Maybe it was a jumpy guard of a nearby city? 

Whoever it was, he didn't like it. Not one bit.
Nancy
Vanessa Ward
Forest of Ibethiel

Vanessa raised a brow as she looked towards the back of the man's head before letting out an amused chuckle. Was what the man said a joke? Perhaps he thought he was a comedian. "A lot of coin has been offered for your head. Fortunately for you, they want you alive."
Karla
**Joseph Everard**
**Forests of Ibethiel**

"What the hell? Who put a price on me? Is this some sort of joke? I didn't do anything." Despite his angry and confused words, Joseph talked softly, ever so aware of the blade slicing into his neck when he spoke. The fire was out completely now and the forest was dark as pitch.
Nancy
Vanessa Ward
Forests of Ibethiel 

"I'm surprised you don't know. You've made them quite upset that they've offered quite the amount for me to bring you to them." By the tone of his voice, she believed he didn't have an idea. Netherless, she was going to get what she was owed by handing him in. "The crossbow by your foot and the stuff you dropped, kick it away from you and I'll take the sword away."
Karla
**Joseph Everard**
**Forests of Ibethiel**

Not like he had much choice. Joseph kicked away the loaded crossbow and the carving tools. What had he done? Was Beatrice a fugitive? Was sheltering her for that one night illegal? He didn't stand a chance against a mercenary, he knew that. He may be strong and tough as nails, but he wasn't trained for combat.