Nicolina tapped her foot gently as she wandered about the square. She had found herself bored after the first hour, sitting on the bench, watching the Herald. She used to be a girl of patience, but times had changed and as such, so had she. Nicolina found it hard to focus on more than one thing at once, especially if she knew that she absolutely had to sit still and do nothing. So after the first hour of fishing and no fish taking the bait, Nicolina had stood up, bought a basket and wandered about the market square. She appeared to be nothing more than a common woman looking around for supplies for her family. She would pick up a vegetable here and there. Or a fruit. Or some eggs. A few herbs that she could use later she simply placed in her basket.<br/><br/>Every now and then, Nicolina would let her eyes dart back over to the Herald. Still nothing; the announcements that she had bribed the man to say were still being told. No change just yet. More strolling about, more perusing the items being sold in the day. The sun was growing warm, and a few beads of sweat were starting to roll down the side of her face. She passed her arm across her forehead when she heard the sudden change in announcements. Glancing up quickly, Nicolina caught the hooded figure striding away from the Herald's stand.<br/><br/>Finally, some action.<br/><br/>Even with basket in tow, Nicolina turned smoothly to followed after the Assassin. She made sure to keep far back enough that the Assassin wouldn't be too suspicious. Nicolina wanted to find where they were hiding....maybe that could make up for not killing the target right away. Give them the rat's nest instead of killing one rat. Nicolina smirked to herself. This would work.<br/><br/>--------------<br/><br/>"Easy Isaiah." Renaldo muttered, shaking his head gently at the man. "Shouldn't you be resting?" He added while he paced around the room slowly. He wandered over towards the nearest window, peering down at the city. Part of him was itching to get back out there. Back to the marketplace. Back to finding his sister.<br/><br/>"Emanuel, I suggest you stay here and rest." Renaldo said, suddenly turning around to face the man. "It would be wise to hide so long as the guards are searching for you. I'll bring back any news of your family." Renaldo added as a small promise while he walked down the stairs.<br/><br/>Outside, the day was warm as always. The air was warm. There was water in the air too. As if it were to rain today. Renaldo glanced around curiously. A few clouds, but nothing dark to suggest rain. It was just the summer day. He pulled his hood up over his head, took a small breath and darted off towards the market.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>"This is it?" Nicolina muttered to herself. She was standing the shadows a building not far away from where the Assassin had wandered back to far from the market place. It was late in the afternoon, and Nicolina had been following the man for nearly the entire morning. The tower in front of her was tall. It looked like it needed a great deal of work too. How the building was still standing was beyond her.<br/>Looking around to get her barrings, Nicolina nodded to herself. She could easily get back to this place. And she could definitely give directions to her Mentor. That might lessen the punishment for missing her mark.<br/><br/>Turning, Nicolina left to get the remainder of her things from the inn she had stayed at last night. She needed to get out of the city...head back to Florence and decide what to do next. Maybe she would stop by the good Doctor again to thank him for his help.<br/><br/>------------<br/><br/>Renaldo paced for a while. He wasn't sure how to approach the Doctor. He could lie about something to get a remedy...but then how would he bring about his sister? Renaldo brushed the sweat from his forehead. He could just ambush the doctor....but that may not end well....he could try and bribe the man, but he could easily give Renaldo a lie....<br/><br/>He felt like his pacing was starting to wear a dent in the dirt. Tossing his hood down, Renaldo took a deep breath and turned to walk back down the street. He was just going to do whatever came to his mind first.<br/><br/>"Good Afternoon Doctor." Renaldo stopped dead in his tracks as his sister's voice stood out among the bustle of the marketplace. "Having a pleasant morning?" He noticed then that the woman who had just walked up to the counter was, in fact, his sister. Keeping himself pressed against the nearest wall, Renaldo leaned closer to listen.<br/><br/>"I've discovered the source of our troubles." Nicolina was saying. "I'm intending to travel out today and report my findings. I'll make sure to tell them how helpful you were to the cause." She added with a soft wink to the doctor. Well that definitely assured Renaldo that the doctor was a Templar. Renaldo would deal with him later. Nicolina was leaving the city now though? Maybe he could catch her before she left the city. Wait...the source of what trouble?<br/><br/>Before Renaldo had a hold of his thoughts entirely, Nicolina had paid the Doctor for something; more poison if he was right about his sister, and was leaving as she tucked the vials into her basket. Acting on impulse, Renaldo followed her, passing the Doctor's stall, hood still down, strides long, intending on catching his sister before she left the city entirely.