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Pupil of mine, you are late. My eyes grow weary upon this eve, ever since I took the mead. </i><br/><br/>Curvy, vigorous form was wrapped in a fluffy, cream towel, having cleansed herself from a long day. The half-elf had enough political talk for one night and retired shortly after seeing Halcon. There was a time where the two shared memorable missions, and both found comfort with one another during high-tensions, putting their lives at risk, especially on Tanyl's end; many enemies deduced her to be a fawn, fragile and elusive. On the contrary--despite her youth, she had competent training and an excellent and admirable mentor. There was no way Halcon was going to see his partner go down. Sadly, those were days of the past. Even if there was a chance of returning back to those days, their current predicaments refused them to work peacefully together.<br/><br/>Bare feet felt the thin layer of carpet when she exited out of the bathroom. By now she had hoped to rendezvous with Velen, hoping to hear new developments from her Highness, but deep down she knew that his absence meant that he didn't make it. Her left foot then accidentally tapped and pressed down on paperlike material.<br/><br/>"What's this?" Her brow raised in slight curiosity, bending over to retrieve it. The seal looked a bit suspicious, so she proceeded with caution, opened it carefully, holding the envelope away from her face. Good. Nothing happened. Temporary, nimble, wrinkly fingers took out a letter. Bright green eyes scanned its content as she read the following:<br/><br/><i>Dear Ohtar*, </i><br/><br/><i>In the authority invested in me, King Althidon, of the Kingdom of Timorridwyn, hereby request that you protect Ambassador Freal’Dal Ben, and eliminate the human target, Halcon. Please advise that he may not be an easy catch. You must put your personal interest aside, for this is a mission of great importance for the preservation of <b>your </b>Kingdom. If you should fail, there will be great political ramifications that are unalterable and you will thus be disbanded and hunted down as a traitor to your King. If you are captured, we will void any knowledge of your mission and you will have been discharged. I have great confidence that this proclamation will be carried out. Be sure to speak with Bellos, the owner of The Burgundy Inn, so that he could give you further instruction of where to take him to safety. Safe travels, dear Tanyl. </i><br/><i><br/>
Quel Marth!*</i><br/><br/>"Dear Tanyl my ass. With all due respect, Highness, why must I be the chosen one? Great, I was hoping to get a good night's rest. Maybe I'll just take a nap. And if my guess is correct, Halcon has probably vacated the premise, probably to save his own ass. I wonder if there is a spy afloat. That's why Halcon warned me earlier. He might have gotten a similar note like me. I wonder if this all was intentional, for us to challenge one another. I wonder if there is a way to stage or prepare something out between Halcon and me. Though if we are not careful, both him and I could be charged with treason. However, I must say that I am most surprised that Bellos is involved with this case. He was probably paid under the rug. Interesting...what greed will do over camaraderie. Despicable!"<br/><br/>Tanyl sighed some and made sure to keep the letter for evidence to present to Halcon. He could not have gone very far, plus due to her adept tracking, the half-elf would be able to catch up to him within a day's time--she just needed to recuperate for now and figure out a way to approach Bellos without being so obvious. She thought about visiting him within a few hours to make sure the bar and tavern was closed. She would then use that time to gather intel about the Ambassador. She couldn't help but think that the corrupt, human king, Hadrius, had something to do with this inevitable decree. Tanyl was convinced that they were both being played, and on top of that, fallacious rumors spread in which now the gullible and the murderous were out there, wanting to take their chances on hunting her down. What a way to cause someone some serious paranoia into his or her life..<br/><br/>After some contemplation and taking a three-hour nap, Tanyl changed into her appropriate attire and readied her weapons on her person, concealing her bow behind her thick burgundy cloak. She was ready to question the old man. Interestingly enough, as soon as she opened her room door, Bellos charged in with dismay plastered on his creased complexion.<br/><br/>"Thank goodness you're not asleep, Malady. I was starting to think something happened. Unfortunately, perilous times have caught up to you. While I greatly enjoy your stay here at the inn, for your well-being you must be gone within the next hour. I fear there are others who are tracking you, and I remember the man whom escorted you for a drink has taken off, in the direction of the place where the Ambassador is currently waiting. If you do not follow in pursuit, I'm afraid your mission will be in jeopardy as well as your life. Please be quick, Malady Tanyl. I will be praying for your safety. I do not doubt your ability to defend yourself, but there may be other influences and obstacles that will stand in your way. You have such a long way to go with your life--I just hope it will not be cut short."<br/><br/>Her firm hand slammed down upon his shoulder; her resolve was fierce as she offered a smirk toward the white-haired fellow. "I appreciate your concern, Bellos. Just don't waste time, please. I'm afraid my much-needed nap was a mistake I made. Please tell me in which direction Halcon took off. That should give me an idea of what to expect out there."<br/><br/>"Yes, yes, of course, Malady Tanyl. This man, whom you call Halcon, took off to the west. Wouldn't surprise me if he passed some small towns. I got a lead already, telling me that he should be within the parameters of this Ambassador by early morning You must make haste if you are to stop him in time."<br/><br/>Reaching into her riding pants, a few gold pieces were given to innkeeper as a way of sharing his valuable information and his compassion with the half-elf. Within a flash she was gone into the night and traversed by horse to follow Halcon's tracks from Bellos' instructions.<br/><br/><i>Please let me make it in time...</i>