It was a pleasant surprise for Arrus to see the young woman moving about, though the seriousness in her tone was enough to sober any drunkard. But on the other hand she did have the apparent signs of having had a rough few days so he just offered a small bow of understanding. Then it wasn't long before both the women left the Apothecary, one with a determined stride, the other with a more determined limp. Arrus let out a small here-we-go sigh as he glanced at Jarven with a gleeful look. "Well good sir, it seems the urgency of this matter; however unknown to me, deems that we press on. I usually don't travel with strangers but your motley crew has an intoxicating aura about it and as I have absolutely nothing better to do than to escape the oppressive clutches of that ever so delightful Captain of the guard, if its all the same to you, I'm going to follow them." Arrus readjusted his cloak, flipped up his hood and followed out the door, though cautious to check for guards.<br/><br/>Moving unseen was a talent Arrus had a knack for, as well as escape. But with an entire city on edge about an ominous storm cloud looming over the horizon, it did make it a bit of a challenge. Arrus normally would keep a steady slow pace, but these women moved as if Hellfire were searing their back sides. It took a bit to catch up to them. The poor girl with the crutch was surprisingly fast with the bloody thing that Arrus was almost annoyed with admiration for her strength. And yet as quickly as they moved, the women both carried a certain frame of grace about them, something a man could never pull of himself.<br/><br/>As they continued through town, into a more less desirable section, Arrus kept his distance and a look out for the guards. He didn't want to follow the women so close that it drew more attention to them. After all this city was on edge and a hooded stranger following a well known healer and a limping girl would put quite the target on his head as well. But as they reached an alley, an armored arm reached out and grabbed Arrus, forcing him to turn around and get pressed up against the wall, hard, with his arm twisted  behind his back. "There you are you little bastard!" It was one of the other guards who was with the captain during his interrogation at the gate. Arrus strained his voice a bit as his cheek was pressed hard against the brick, "Ah, brilliant! Since you're back there, would you mind giving my shoulders a rub? I think I pulled a muscle with that little trick I played on your captain earlier." The guard grunted with anger, "Not something that I'll fall for as easily!" Arrus strained himself again with a small grunt. This man certainly had a firm grip. "Oh good, because I've been waiting to try this one out..." Arrus reared back his opposite elbow into the side of the guards helmet and in a swift fluid motion, ducked under his arm, spun around behind the guard with his arm twisted and outstretched and slammed him face first into the brick wall. He was out cold, dented helmet and all. Arrus wiped his hands and dusted off his cloak. "Ta da!" He mocked, then continued down the alley to catch up with the others.