T&T III RP

"But you did manage to get yourself attacked"

"And that makes it a good day." He sYs.

Octavion and Anastasia run past the half-awake guards and through the streets, heading straight for the market.
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"Intriguing..." Stamatios says, narrowing his eyes behind his mask in curiosity.

suddenly Smoldar collapses and lies on the ground either dead or in a coma, while he is down, he has a vision of the woman who just attacked him wearing an enveloping bright red cloak she smiles at Smoldar and says "Go now and cleanse the unworthy in my holy fire."

"Yes my lord." Smoldar mutters to himself. He wakes up a couple minutes later with a killer headache.

Every guards nightmare is to wake up to their captains blood-red face. As it turned out the guard who was snoring woke up abruptly to look straight at David "Your fault that those criminals got away! Now make yourselves useful and help me find them. NOW!"

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The priest related his story from his perspective, promising in the end the Truth temple (the powerfulest temple) would appreciate the effort.

Smoldar stands up and upon seeing what he perceives as Mira the Cloak Goddess he promptly bows to her.

"Dude what the hell happened to you?" Aaron asks

"Shush, not in front of the goddess, I"m sorry my lord forgive him, he's just an unworthy swine." Smoldar babbles to the woman.

Aaron takes his fingers in a cigarette gesture and sucks in (Miming smoking weed) he then looks at smolder and offers the imaginary weed to him "Do you want some or have you already had enough"

The newly-christened Mira continued to stand there impassively, showing no expression of any kind and merely looking down at the kneeling Smoldar.

"Ok then, sorry about that but who or what are you?" Aaron asks Mira

"She's the cloak goddess you fool!" Smoldar snaps.

Mira's gaze turned back to Aaron when he spoke, but returned to Smoldar after the latter yelled.

Aaron turns to Smolder "Can you please let me get some information?"

"Interesting...." Stamatios says. "Did you get a clear look at your assailants?"
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Meanwhile, Octavion and Anastasia reach the market and blend in.

"#@$!" David curses. He keeps going through the market pushing people aside whilst trying to go to an imaginary point (where he thinks they ran off to) "Everybody MOVE!"

Benoite, after a quick look, sees no guards and tries to walk across a street in a hurry to get to the pub, not caring that what she was doing was illegal.

Octavion and Anastasia manage to enter the Blue Sun, the pub that Benoite was heading towards. They sit down at a table as Octavion orders a couple of ales.
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"What did the people you fought look like?" Stamatios asked the priest again, getting impatient. Thoughts of frying the priest went through his head and he produced a ball of fire to emphasize his point.

"@!!$!" David muttered again. He'd lost them. He was scanning the crowd for anything suspicious.

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The priest described the group in detail.

Benoite continues to jaywalk, not knowing that David could see her...

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"So, what's your name?" Octavion asks Anastasia as he takes a swig of his ale.

"Anastasia." Anastasia replied.

"Jaywalking" David yells, jumping in front of his new victim "you should cross at the crosswalk you good for nothing criminal."

Aaron carries Mira to the town asking question along the way

Benoite suddenly stops right in front of David.

"Exucez-moi?" She asks David. "Are you talking to me?"

"Yes, you" David said gesturing at the street. Other people were jaywalking as well.

Aaron, Mira and Smolder arrive in the city and starts Jaywalking to get to a inn

"Zen what are you going to do about eet?" Benoite asked with a sassy tone.