<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/fireemblem/images/5/5d/Marth_Kakusei_Portrait.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20120706210523)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cid?<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The dark streets of Florentia City<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>All Adventurers<br/><br/>When Cid dashed out of the Square, he did not make it easy on those who would follow him. He fled with skill, and yet he still seemed as if he were holding back. The more perceptive of the group might notice him clutching his side. Drops of blood in his wake confirmed what some might have suspected. He'd been wounded. Not only that, but it had been clear back at the square that he'd given all the healing at his disposal to other bystanders, leaving none for himself.<br/><br/>He was not fleeing from the adventurers, but fleeing towards a safe place where he could rest and recover. He was not stupid enough to flee to the Hawks stronghold and give away it's position. Soon, it would become clear to those who followed that he was headed for the lake. What he intended to do there was yet to be seen. He would be lucky indeed to not be cornered like an animal by the guards that sought his head.<br/><br/>And that's when it happened. Cid stumbled and fell to his knees. He tried desperately to get to his feet, and the struggle took him several moments of precious time. The six guards that still followed the chase closed in just as he gained his footing once more. Something was quite not right about them. Their skin held a sickly pallor, and their eyes were dark as midnight. Cid turned and drew his sword, an action that seemed painful in and of itself. He meant to defend himself, or at least try.