Barry
"Ah, okay. Good to know."

*He continued to stitch away, almost lost in thought as he meticulously stared at the needles do their work... For whatever reason he was rather enveloped by the work he wanted to put into this scarf.*

"If you don't mind me asking, is your family doing okay? If you were brought into that band of assassins at such a young age, did you family manage to escape with you when you finally left it?"
Kirk
"Well... My brother wad left alone... He owns the farm now with his wife. My mum died when I was young so I was left alone with my father... He kinda disappeared when I was 16.... So I'm sure my brother is fine. He probably has children and a family. My father is probably somewhere digging holes and searching for quote on quote ancient objects. I have a weird family, I wouldn't be surprised if that is turning you away from me" 

*She said, shrugging. She was... Just now fiddling around with her brooch. It looked pretty! It wad a brass brooch with her family emblem. Practically worthless in the market. It also looked ancient! It didn't even look like it was forged, rather it was poured*
Barry
`you can add if you w

"How could I be turned away by a family I've never known?... But I feel sorry for how you never got to fully know your mother. I wouldn't know how I would be if it wasn't for my family guiding me."

*Theron continued to knit, wondering why she was thinking about something that pointless. His scarf would be an extra centimeter done through their conversation... He's still have quite some time till it was finished.*
Kirk
*She nodded with an uhuh. Anyways, now to the main show! She opened... The blood crusted letter to EinEin, which she read for a moment but... Soon after, he could see, or rather sense Ein's heart stop. 

She hastily closed it, trying to hide it from Theron. When she gets nervous... She isn't able to hide things well. This letter was even worse as it slapped her in the face really hard. Yikes... It's her fault for getting Theron caught up into this!*
Barry
*Theron was rather worried... Someone receiving a bloodied head in a bag, alongside a note that gave them a immense fear? Ein had been targeted again, or possibly blackmailed to do something extreme.*

"Speak. What was that."

*Theron spoke out uncharacteristically harsh and blunt. He didn't want to think about Ein getting put back into the state he found her in, or worse, so he wouldn't let her get away with what was in the letter.*
Kirk
*Snap! She waved her hands around as if nothing was amis*

"Nothing nothing! Taxes that's all. I just remembered about taxes. Taxes is hard to pay when you have no money!"

*Honestly he could literally snatch it from her hands as she was waving it around... Excessively*
Barry
*Theron gripped his needles harder, but he did his best to not overreact... He'd put the needles away, alongside the scarf, as he didn't want to damage them.*

*While Ein was busy waving her hands around excessively, he just went in and tightly wrapped his arms around her chest. His hug was rather tight, as he laid his head on her shoulder and suppressed an exhale.*

"No hiding. Speak. I do not want to see you broken again, or worse... Especially not worse."
Kirk
*She took a few moments to process what was happening... And another few long moments to collect herself before pushing herself away from him... 

She handed him the letter, burying her face into her hands as he reads it... She was definitely in a lot of trouble... And she felt like it was really her fault*

"It's my fault all of this happened. If I just died there, none of this would have happened"
Barry
*Theron read through the letter... Calmly listening to the words in his head. This was quite the problem, indeed. All three of them were being threatened, and this criminal mastermind likely had the resources and manpower to see through that these things were done without traces. Ein had gotten herself into a extreme situation, that was sure.*

"... Dying is never a good solution. Calm down and think this through, Ein. You're panicking when you still have time."

*Theron gently rubbed the top of her head. He liked when this was done to him... And she was seemingly on the verge of tears, so he hoped this would have the same effect.*
Kirk
"But what am I supposed to do? They know about the Brotherhood and you all. What makes me believe that there isn't someone outside right now ready to take a shot on us... It's not safe anymore. This is why staying in one spot is never safe. They know where we are" 

*She definitely was on the verge of tears. She was actually about to cry. But she was holding it in and dealing with it with her Big Dick energy... She doesn't have a peen though...* 

"And what time do we have? It's probably a massive organisation that knows our every move"
Barry
*She was quite right, and Theron couldn't really think of a way to fight that.This organization had great knowledge that stretched to other ones that were countries away... So they were quite literally the easiest targets for them to take care of. Even reporting this to the authorities could prove lethal.*

"... The time we have is the next job that they call you for. My life is on the line, so I will assist you in paying off this debt. At such a great disadvantage we can't act against them without knowing how to... Although I'm not even sure if we could act against them... So it is best to just do as they ask."

*Theron felt rather disgusted with himself... He'd have to be doing the dirty work of some criminal freak because of this... But he couldn't blame Ein. All she'd ever known was this kind of work. It was a inevitability.*
Kirk
*She dug out the map from her bag... The same map Morwë helped her fill out.* 

"I feel like... We should just run away to the mountains... It's horrible terrain there... It's safe. But... I feel like my brother would be in danger if we just run away. I hate this so much." 

*She just continued to burry her face into her hands as she just mumbles to herself about something that has to do with honour and pride?*
Barry
*Theron was thinking through the possible outcomes... As of right now, it was best to just do as they say and go unpunished. This would also mean however, that they would have no control over who would be their target. A lot of good people would suffer, just for the reason that they inconvenienced these people behind their masks... There was just too much to consider in this moment.*

`I'm attempting to do big brain`

"... There is no guarantee that they won't spare Syele, as her name was mentioned in the letter. She must be warned about the assassins or possible defamation to her name that can come through the market."

*Theron breathed out heavily... He didn't know how that would end up, but Syele had a clear head and knew how to think things out, so she could survive if she was warned.*

"As for accepting the letter... I know previously I had said I would, but... These men would stop at nothing to punish anyone in their way. I can't go against everything my parents told me when I was younger, even if this decision will likely kill me. I need you to help me think this through."
Kirk
"I want to reject it so bad... I promised myself that I wouldn't meddle with the affairs of the underworld. Plus... Who knows how long they intend on using us as free labour... But... They'll kill so many innocent people if we reject it. 

But rejecting it is the only good choice we have if we want to live..." 

*Her head hurts so much*

"And what makes you believe that accepting a letter isn't just a trap... They could just lead us to our untimely death"
Barry
*Theron sighed, leaning against the wall now... As his bed was in the corner of the room. He basically stared off into the distance while thinking about all the things they'd have to be doing.*

"The letter has effectively acted as a warning. They want us to die either way... There's still a chance for either way we go, but I won't be satisfied with the life I live if I have to potentially kill the innocent for the rest of my life. They know where I live, and they have the resources to send people to me... Let them come. I won't know if the day could kill me or not anyway, so why fear it?"

*He nodded to seemingly himself, resigned to do what he thought was right.*

"It'd be stupid of us to stay here, however. We'd need to travel the countryside... Just as you said before. I believe if we avoid them enough, they would stop spending resources on us. Why continually waste manpower and money on a simple information leak?"
Kirk
"I agree with that statement... But that means we'll have to live the same lifestyle I had live for over 4 years. You sure you can handle that? 

That also means we'll have to learn our own skills and trades to... Prevent any bribed store owners leaking information of our whereabouts to... This horrible organisation."

*She said, leaning her head on his shoulder before... Twitching off. Oops a bit of being too loose around him. Can't be having that. It's too early* 

"And I doubt these people... Will just send people after us randomly... They're smart... Like all criminal organisations"
Barry
*Theron thought about it. He had been a drifter for approximately two years of his career so far... But he had never lived in a way where people actively hunted him down. Hopefully Ein could handle this with her experience, as he had seemingly a luxury that he never knew about till now.*

"Whatever they send is what we'll have to deal with. There is no point in stressing over the finer details and being panicked when the time comes. I'll have to entrust most of this effort to you, but I will be sure to give you my full assistance."
Kirk
"But what about Ms Syele? We don't know how long she'll be away for... And for how ever long that is, we shouldn't remain here. They already know where we are... Maybe we can stay the night... Or maybe we should just run when we can" 

*She uncomfortable shifts her shirt, as if the hemp strands were making her anxiety worse. She didn't look good. It's as if she was told that a loved one has just died, rather in this case, a loved one had a high chance of dying*

"I feel like we should just pack up and leave... Maybe leave a letter for Ms Syele in a place she'd check... I don't know much about her so I trust that on you"
Barry
"They've only just sent the letter. For all we know your acquaintance should've been the one to fight us then and there... But I believe they'll be waiting for us to accept the next assignment they put out. If you feel that we should get moving now, however, I'll follow your lead. We have to take only what we can carry... We don't have the luxury of extra items for the time being."

*Theron sighed, slowly itching the side of his head. Syele was in as much trouble as they were... But was possibly just as cunning as the men in thorns. He could picture her knowing exactly what was needed to be done, but didn't know whether it'd be with them or not.*
Kirk
"These people are worse than the Cloaks. Even we, the Society of Ashen Cloaks, look down upon threats and decapitated heads"

*Note how she said Society of Ashen Cloaks. Interesting word choice. And yes, she sees this as a barbaric show of crude force* 

"What makes you believe the man here among us isn't just bidding their time until we are the most vulnerable? I say... We leave as soon as possible... Maybe when night breaks. 

Bring clothing, food, extra weapons, and wear the armour you have. It's better to sleep in discomfort than know you won't be prepared for a surprise strike"

*She said, having obvious experience with this kind of thing. Maybe she has done this before?* 

"I could also just be paranoid... It could be an empty threat... They could be playing mind games with us"
Barry
"Alright. We'll place a note for Syele for when she returns from her quest, and leave to a tavern further out of the city bounds. It would be best for us to get a head start against them."

*Theron nodded to himself. He couldn't think too clearly because ~~Anon's tired~~there was too much to consider... But the least they could do was try and warn Syele, before they left.*
Kirk
*Like that, Ms Eínillainis started to change into her... Gear. The Gambeson, Cuirass, hat, great kilt, and back pack full of her belongings. On top of this, she also borrowed one if Theron's extra swords, slipping it into one of her sword sheaths, which was near her dagger and her targe. This was going to be strange. She has never used a traditional arming sword before...

But she did look prepared. But unlike the normal Ein, she looks grim and dark. A stark contrast from the fun and bubbly EinEin that Theron might have known for most of the time* 

"I'm ready to leave when you are... Let's hope we survive for long enough... And who knows... Maybe we might even end up in some far away land" 

*She said, forcing a smile. It didn't really show. That was quite a sad smile. But there was something that changed about her. The lute she carries around everywhere... She didn't put it into her bag, instead, it was laying on Theron's bed, face down. Like he said, no extra baggage!*
Barry
`tbh I sleep now. So yeah.`
Harold
*Oshikuru has finally gotten back from disposing of the head. Jogging back, for some reason, he had a rabbit leg in his right hand and was eating it as he went. He knocked on the door.*
Maria
"Hi, I'm back! Could I stay for a bit? I can pay."
Kirk
"I'm not sure. We're about... To travel you see?"

*She said, making it look... As if they were just simply travelling!*

"You should wait for the... Land lord. They'll know if you can stay"
Maria
"Eh..." *He looks at the sky in though* "I'll just find some place else. Don't want the landlord to arrive and question why some Oni with armor and a sword is waiting in front of their property. See ya!"
Harold
*He then starts to jog off*
Kirk
"Teíridh..." (Bye, but only used to males she doesn't know well) 

*Back to preparing! She doesn't... Have much to say!*