Nathan
*Charles could easily skewer her if he hadn't let his assault down. Out of frustration, he slammed the spear down, which dug in between two slabs of stone and stuck there on it's own. His free hand gripped at the chin of his mask and lifted it up enough for Sylvia to see his face, which was much more gentle than one would expect, a pale shade of while seeming all the more ghostly in the night. She could see his anger. But he did not attack. Instead, he allowed this time in which the three of his companions finished business to be used for interrogation.* 

`"We were supposed to rescue you two from these kidnappers. Give me a good reason as to why I shouldn't allow these lovely friends of mine knock you out and drag you back to the old man?"` *His voice was cold, and if she could notice his neck was burned severely which must have made even speaking painful for the young vampire.* `"You were the ones who employed these mercenaries. Right? As you can see.. You weren't very safe with them. Convince us however.."` *His voice trailed off. Maybe she'd pick up the hint. He was negotiating with her. If that wasn't a good enough sign of forgiveness for the nasty injury he had received from her directly, he wondered what would be considered such.*
Hollie
*The Oni's knee repels the incoming attack from Charlotte, and the arrow thuds against the Oni's thick skin. He lifts up his foot, and it looks like he's going for a killshot in Charlotte.*

*The dead one would be him, however, as the spear pierces through, the point sticking out of his chest. His defenses had needed a great amount of force to be penetrated, and Menakpa had done it. As he dies and slowly falls to the floor, a small red crystal falls out of his pocket and shatters.*

*The girl raises her hand, aimed towards Charles, the hand swirling with fiery magic, her red eyes glowing.*

"That man? The one who hired you I presume? He's done things to me, things that-"

*Her voice suddenly breaks up, eyes changing color from scarlet to cerulean, at the same time the crystal shatters. Her remaining words would be done in sobs.*

"-things that I never want to experience again! He's a monster! Nothing compared to what I hired!"

*She begins to cry, now kneeling on the floor. Seems like their job is done.*

*Mattaeus also joins in. He can't see well, but he bends down and attempts to sooth her by placing his tied hands on her shoulder. Hers quickly darts to grab onto his.*
Justin
*Charlotte would let out a sigh of relief as the Oni fell over, dead. If it had not been for the Mogash's spear, the elf could have died. She would lay on the floor, relaxing slightly and looking up at Juna* 
"Its finally over... That was tough... Good job Juna, you were a fine archer to have backing me up... And thanks for that shield, gave me a good breather, even is not long."
*Charlotte would get up slowly, the spear unsummoning from her hand. She would recollect her things. Sheathing them in their respective places and approaching the Mogash, extending her hand as thanks.*
"Thank you Mogash, I suppose i owe you my life now. I could of died right there if not for you... I hope we could be good friends after this."
*She would nod to the ogress if she accepted her handshake, shrugging if not. After she'd approach the crying girl. Looking at them with sympathy, but then again, this whole thing was the girls fault. She would draw her sword, preparing to cut the boy free*
"I can cut you free now or later boy, take your pick."
*Her tone was serious and rude, she had had enough today, and didn't want to put up with the girl.*
William
*Juna closed her eyes and let out a sigh of relief. After all this time, finally the battle was over. Jace would bark at the others, his fur still standing on end in aggression and in response, Juna would crouch down and pet the Jackal lightly on his head to calm him.*
"It's okay Jace... They're all gone..."

 *Juna said it with a inaudible chuckle as Jace let out a huff of air, letting his fur lie flat and moving to sniff around the area. Juna's ears turned to the side, hearing Charlotte complimenting her for her efforts. She was going to thank Charlotte in response, seeing as the elf had managed to protect her from practically every attack, but no words would form, causing Juna to fall quiet again. Instead, she shyly turned her attention to the kids, hearing the girl state that the old man had done terrible things to her. Juna stood back up and walked over to the group that had formed near them. The statement confused her as the old man didn't seem to be that bad in her mind, though it did occur to her that maybe she shouldn't be so trusting on everything she's told. Was this whole for nothing? Juna's head and tail fur stood on end, similar to Jace, at the thought of them going through with this whole battle only to be told that it was all a ruse. Jace would return to her side, coming to sit down as he saw no other threats.*
Frances
*Menakpa had readied another spear and was the last to realize the fighting was over. Finally her tension could release itself. She would find herself coughing as burns and bruises clearly shown the damage done to her insides.

Menakpa made her way back to the body of the giant to pick up her axe and took her time going over to the bridge with Charles. She watched the elven warrior come her way and she's gladly take her hand in honor.*

"My name is Menakpa. And I would have guessed you could have handled it all by yourself."

*Menakpa squeezed down hard and smiled at her ally. Her gaze would travel over to Juna and she pulled out some jerky she had made and offered it to Juna and a piece for Jaco.*

"Valiant fight and a good kill."
Nathan
*Something changed in her. The vampiric knight threw his shield over his back and knelt down to continue his conversation with Sylvia. He was rather intrigued if he could say so, despite the obvious grudge he held against her nearly burning his face to ruin. What did he do to her? Were there others that he was traumatizing like the young mage-girl? Or was all of that torture an overactive imagination in the mind of a young and innocent girl. Innocent or not, she had no hesitation earlier when it came to firing upon another being. That was going to be something to consider.* 
`"Sylvia. What did that man do to you?"` *If she looked back up, the anger had subsided itself and all that was left was a blank expressionless face, which peered down with an icy gaze. Charlotte's action was meant from a sudden glare from the Vampire, before his attention turned back* `"Did he do despicable things to you? As far as we were concerned, he had hired for your return safely. Now that you're speaking of him as a devil rather than a saint, I have my own questions to dictate who's side I choose."` *Charles waited patiently for her to speak. If she kept sobbing, he'd simply wait a little longer before making another action.* `"What say you.. Mattaeus.. That's the name, right?"` *He had remembered her muttering his name twice, but had to be sure he heard correctly.*
Hollie
*The boy, Mattaeus, would nod and hold out his hands. Once his bindings are cut off, he would take off his blindfold. Sylvia quickly looks back and the two of them would quickly embrace, the girl sobbing. After a while, Sylvia turns back to answer the questions.*

"He-he does things to me. Bad things. Pl-please don't make me talk about them."

"I remember seeing a red crystal, dangling above my eyes while someone was chanting. Then, I became angry. So much that I ended up hiring these beasts to disguise Mattaeus and I by making it look we were kidnapped. Mattaeus didn't know until now."

"I-I'm sorry!!!"
William
*Juna would tilt her head at the girl's explanation, feeling bad for her. She wasn't quite sure what bad things the girl could have meant, but Juna didn't try to press on for a further explanation. Jace would quickly grab the jerky that Manekpa offered, eating it down quickly. Juna would be more hesitant as she respectfully takes the piece she was offered and, looking down at Jace, would allow him to have it as an extra treat for his hard work. The jackal grabbed the piece in his mouth and ate it down before wandering off around the area while the others spoke. Juna turned her attention back to the two children, curiosity passing over her as they mentioned some red crystal that had seemed to drive the girl into the state she was in.*
"A red crystal...?"

 *She says the question under her breath, marking her confusion. Jace would wander over to the fallen Oni, sniffing around him at the remains of the shattered crystal.*
Frances
*Menakpa was relieved that Juna and her jackal were able to relax some. Her promise for keeping them safe was far outweighed by the unexpected circumstances blocking them from just two children.

The Mogash's body seemed darken is several areas, noting internal damage among several burns. This did not please Menakpa and she marched her way over to the children and Charles.*

"I have half a mind to break her legs and let the old man take her!" *She spouted out running fingers over a scorch mark along her waist.*

"What should we do?" *She turned to Charles for the answer gazing at him as if she had sworn loyalty to the undead knight. For once Menakpa stared upon his bare face almost swooned at the sight. So he was undead. But his strength was enough to hint at the potential for a strong legacy.*
Nathan
`"Go on Sylvia. I assure you none of us are very happy with being struck by the one who we considered a hostage."` *The vampiric knight seemed to keep his eyes on the pair of children. All he needed was a good enough reason to go off of and he'd attempt to sway the group.* `"Would you like us to confront him directly? As you can see, he sent people to handle your hired muscle instead of coming after you himself. I'm sure if we can handle two demons, a giant, and a canifor we can handle one old man if going gets rough."` 
*Perhaps some time to dwell on the thought is all they needed. And so, the knight would stand back up and walk down the bridge where they came from, silent steps of leather boots traversing the cobblestone foundation. His eyes befell the Flit, now tiny and motionless with blood spilt out from underneath the breastplate in a pool of the dark red fluid. Then the Goluth, which he and his companion had slain only moments ago. He turned the face of the giant to face him, even though he was now motionless. Gripping the handle of his sword he tore the blade out of his throat, closed his eyes and dropped the head back to the floor. Next he would bend over and take hold of his darkened black cotton cloak, throwing the draping fabric back around his neck and tying the laces in place. Down came his mask, and sheathed was his blade before he finally began to make his way back. If the girl said anything whilst he was busy collecting his things and looting the corpses, he'd likely not hear.*
Hollie
*Sylvia scoots away from the Mogash, eyes wide in fear. Mattaeus stands in front of her, trying to protect her, but it's obvious he's afraid as well.*

*The girl hesitantly nods in response. The two get up, and they all head back the the village, presumably.*

```At the village```

*Once they got there, the old man would be there, waiting. A table lay with 4 pouches, equally filled.*

"I see you have done your job well. May the gods thank you for returning these wonderful children."

*The two children stand like statues, looking like they're afraid to move. The old man beckons towards Sylvia and she timidly walks forward. The robed figure then holds her close, a bit too close.*
Bill
~~*Sex slave perhaps?*~~ maybe just his daughter who he preformed experiments on for the sake of religion. Classic crazy priest, "In the name of God!" And what not
Justin
*Charlotte watched as the Slyvia approached the elder. She would hold her sword, preparing for a fight. "We didn't question that girl for nothing, so I assume something is coming up?". The elf girl didn't have much experience with solving mysteries. She was a mercenary after all, not a detective. Charlottes face would mold into an uncomfortable disgust as she watched the old man. He was holding her a little *Too* Close, no? There was a perverted elder just like him in her old village. All the women would complain about him groping them. The other men payed no mind up untill the women did something about it themselves. The guys seemed to of gained respect and fear for the other gender. Anyways, she'd wait for someone else to make the first move. She didn't want to do something and have the group despise her for it. In the mean time, she'd just wait patiently, hand on her sword, ready for battle.*
William
*Juna stood uncomfortably watching the girl and old man. After what Sylvia had told them earlier, Juna didn't have the best feeling about him anymore. Once again, she had lost her trust in someone and was at an uncertainty of who's story to believe. Juna didn't go for her bow however. The idea of attacking an elder didn't really sound like the best to her. Instead her ear and tail fur merely stood on end. The money was there, so he didn't lie about that part, but should they really leave the kids to a man they hardly knew? Her natural naivety couldn't answer that for her, so she could only look at the two kids helplessly. Seeing Charlotte reach down for her sword, Juna would idly move her hand to her side where she kept her dagger tucked away. She couldn't imagine herself using it now, but the tension in the air seemed obvious to her that she found the need to ready herself.*
Frances
*Menakpa was fed up with all this. It anmoyed her and because it did so she eas angry. Not being the best at suppressing her emotions, she swiped one bag of gold and stuffed it into her person.*

"A deal's a deal old man. Just lke those fiends on the bridge. We had a job and we finished it." *She snarled at the cloaked figure narrowing her eyes clearly with violent intent like a beast behind a cage.*

"Don't call on me again!" *She warned and backed away from the table.*
Nathan
*Last to arrive at the back of the party was Charles. As always, he had the flowing cloak behind him, as he kicked one leg up and over to hop off his horse. He was close enough behind the rest of them to know fully what was happening, and rather than appearing hostile, the vampiric knight simply walked to the table, took the bags and tossed one to Juna and the other to Charlotte.*
`"As you can see, both children are unharmed."` *Leo rounded the table slowly, to where the three villagers would be. If he played his cards right he may be able to get a confession from him without much resistance. Slowly he paced his steps until he was right behind the old man, his hand gripping onto the handle of his sword tightly. To his party, Leo appeared to have his face only inches away from the side of the old man's head, and a cold, raspy, ghostly whisper left his lips which only his now ex client could hear.*
`"I know what you are.."` *It didn't quite matter if this was his village or not. What mattered was what the vampire's moral compass told him. That would determine which side he chose.*
Hollie
*The old man responds*

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

*His grip on Sylvia tightens, and tears start to flow down her eyes. She can sense something, the old man's hand suddenly glowing orange and being raised-*

*-before fading away. The old man would suddenly find a war dart in his throat, blood trickling down his black robes. Sylvia would then rush to hug Mattaeus, ignoring the party around them.*

```End of Quest. 13 gold per person, 2 UP per person.```