Daric listened intently, making sure not to let any details slip though he was getting a little tipsy. "that's my goal then, stormrider it is" at the mention of the booze Daric moved in, taking some of his favorites while making sure to leave at least some for the old man. He nodded as Carolina gave him the instructions.<br/><br/>before leaving he took Vennar's sword, strong and freshly made "I'll use this, to kill him" he told Vennar "it's only befitting for your weapon" he smiled then turns to Carolina<br/><br/>"don't be late" he said to her, reaching out to shake her hand and pull her in for a hug before leaving the door. He opened and closed the door back quickly. He shifted through the streets, rushing but makes sure that none of the guards caught on to him. He managed to sneak into the cart and waited there, taking sips of booze as he waited, wondering what they could've been talking about.