"Isn't this a little excessive!?" Khio fumed, kicking another knight in the head and downing them. Three lay at her feet unconscious, another two lying by Rhetta.
"There are too many knights around here...It's not for us seeing that they felt safe only leaving us with four." Rhetta looked around, thankfully with no other knights in sight.
"Looking at the uniform they're not local knights. These belong to the second division. The security of the village should be under the supervision of the lord's knights, not imperial knights." Rhetta notes her observations finding the entire situation to be out of the ordinary.
"Did they find out about the escape!?" Khio's panicked voice provides another possible reason.
"Rhetta!! Khio!!"
They stop dead in their tracks when they hear their names shouted in the distance and from the direction they had been running from. As opposed to the bitter and angered voices of the knights, the voice they heard almost sounded harmless in comparison. They can hear the hurried running approaching, they ready themselves for a fight unable to see who is rushing through the trees towards them.
Florian bursts out from the tree line, almost running right past the two people she had been looking for. She smiles and goes in closer proximity towards the two cautious and confused people. Khio tenses up, reading to engage in a fight with the stranger. Florian plods to a rock and sits down trying to catch her breath.
"I finally...caught...up...I have to speak...to you..." She talks between each panting breath. Florian had been under the idea that their first impression was not absolutely terrible. Upon gazing at the two former knights she sought out, they never dropped their guard.
The stranger before them, an individual whom neither of them had ever seen previously, not only unlocked their cell but followed them the whole way and screamed their names the whole time in doing so. Rhetta heaved an annoyed sigh at knowing their location got announced to everyone. "I came here to save you" Florian proudly states as if wanting praise for her courageous actions.
"We don't know you. You have no reason to save us." Rhetta draws a firm line, not wanting to be indebted to someone unknown.
Her caution is not unfounded when considering the situation of standing atop a precarious position. One where she was trusted with imperial secrets and within a day, had the entire empire hunting her down as a traitor. While Rhetta may have contained a smidgen of gratitude for being rescued, having to owe a stranger or even worse, the group affiliated with the individual a favor is never worth it. Negotiations were only applicable when both parties could offer something of equal value, anything less is extortion.
"I don't know the full reason why, but the great Sage told me to find and help you." Florian explains... "Whatever you're wrapped up in, it's probably not your fault."
"Damn right it's not our fault. We're being framed! Tell that to your damn Sage!" Khio jumps in, evidently upset by being framed for a crime which neither of them committed.
'Why would the Sage want to help us? He's notorious for not touching anything to do with the imperial family.' Rhetta begs the question.
Given the situation, both Khio and Rhetta are in a position where no one can really be trusted. Including this 'friendly' stranger who offers her help so readily. However, Rhetta did believe it would be easier to keep this person within their sights and if she were truly trying to help them; there is nothing to be lost. Even if she turned out to be a traitor, the two could easily take care of it.
"Fine. We will hear you out at the very least." Rhetta yields
Whether this judgement call is a mistake or not is yet to be seen. Florian lights up and thanks them. Khio is still irked, unwilling to truly give the stranger a chance. Furthermore the suspicious nature of their meeting, and awfully coincidental timing of her rescue. The fact that she slipped away from the knights unscathed, Khio believed that Florian potentially may have been helping.
Upon closer inspection, Khio notices the swelling on Florian's cheek from when she had the cell gate slammed in her face. The red and swollen appearance made her resemble a chipmunk. Khio finds her initial hostility and wariness fading as she can only regard Florian as a small animal after seeing such a pitiful sight. Being a person who holds such a soft spot for small and defenseless animals she buckles. Florian notices the sympathetic looks from Khio, and touches her cheek. She winces in pain and can visibly see the guilt on Khio's face.
"I'm sorry about your face..." Khio mumbles out an apology. Florian perks up a little after hearing the apology. There is progress in the relationship even as meager as receiving a half-hearted apology. It is in the hopes that a little trust might form.
Rhetta stops walking, trying to find her sense of direction. She is very sure they ran away from the execution grounds and away from Hayle. The question still remained as to where the next village is and which village it is. Khio walks ahead and finds a footpath cutting through a field. It proves to be better than nothing, and they decide to follow the unknown road.
All the paths converge into a single dirt path. Following it down for a ways, it branches off into various other paths. A small, worn down wooden sign acts as the sole guide on the confusing road. The forest line on one side, and on the other nothing but open fields. Rhetta reads the faded signs. Three names which correspond to their respective roads. The first road leads to Pran village, the second to Llyn village and finally the last road to Orkney village.
Rhetta settled on choosing Pran village. Of the three written, she could only personally account for Pran. Due to a very brief visit she once paid to meet an informant. For better or worse there was a peculiar little tavern that acted as neutral ground. Knights and criminals could mingle like friends inside and fight each other outside. The peace is strictly upheld and secrets are kept, for people with their own circumstances there was no better place to go.
"We should head to Pran, we'd be safe there."
"Pran? What's in Pran?" Khio asks
"A tavern."
"Our circumstances have finally driven our sweet Rhetta to drinking." Khio makes an accentuated action of wiping away fake tears. Rhetta rolled her eyes at the action. The whole lot obviously looked worn down. They trudge down the long road that cuts through the open fields.
Florian gazes up at the sky continuing along, following the people leading the way. She tries to ignore the not so hushed whispers of Khio and Rhetta who walk ahead of her. Florian couldn't help but think that even though the land was devoid of life, it's peaceful. Quite an odd thought for someone who hadn't left the temple for the past few years.
"We should just get rid of her quickly. I can just knock her out." Khio punches the air, shifting to a batting action while trying to persuade Rhetta.
"That's enough Khio. Just leave her be." Rhetta grabs Khio's hand to stop the motions, the two look back and steal a glance at Florian who waves with an innocent smile. They stay under the impression that she is oblivious to their conversation. Rhetta and Khio continued their observation... noting the way Florian gawks, glances and stares at everything around her as if it's her first time outside.
"She looks...a little daft..." Khio comments, Florian trips over nothing and Rhetta, who was about to rush to her defense, realized Florian didn't help her own case in this matter.
"See! Why did you stop me!? We should get rid of her while we still can!"
Rhetta had no words in response.
"Just because she's from the temple-"
"That's even more reason why we should listen to her." Rhetta speaks plainly, pushing aside her personal opinion of Florian.
Khio grows frustrated with Rhetta's constant avoidance of conflict on the matter "We all know the archbishop is under the emperor! He practically waits on him and uses the temple influence as he damn well pleases."
She grasped at every and any reason not to trust Florian.
"If she is really working for the temple, why would she be trying to help us? Instead of letting us get executed. Be honest Khio, without her we may not have gotten out as easily." Rhetta's words impact heavily with a sound logic that is hard to dispute. "I'm not naïve enough to think its for nothing. It's obvious she didn't free us out of goodwill but rather on the Sage's instructions."
Khio remains silent, fuming, yet taking the advice to heart.
Of the two who had unexpectedly become friends, they often clashed with obvious differences in opinion. Though sometimes they complimented and balanced one another. Khio had been a person of impulse and action whereas Rhetta is more conscious and calculative.
Rhetta weighed their options and the safest was this way. Better the enemy you know...
It's a known fact the Sage and archbishop are at ends with one another.
"In our situation Khio...a common side is better than standing alone and getting caught in the crossfire. I know how you feel but right now she is the best option."
"I still don't agree with it! For all we know the temple could have been the ones who accused us in the first place!" getting worked up by the topic, Khio raises her voice.
"Can I stop pretending that I'm not listening?" Florian interjects, startling Rhetta and Khio. They stop walking and turn towards Florian.
"Firstly, my name is Florian. I haven't had the opportunity to formally greet you both. Though I sincerely hope you'll take care of me." A calm voice and friendly smile irks the two. It's obvious that Florian came from the temple with such a superficial smile. "I understand that you're in a bad situation and looking for answers. I was sent here by the Sage yet I can't even tell you the reason. Seeing that he didn't actually give me one."
"So you came on this 'mission' without so much as a reason?" Khio's annoyance peaked at the terribly thought out idea on Florian's part. Florian shrugged, "The temple was trying to get rid of me anyway." Rhetta and Khio look at one another, hearing news of the temple trying to get rid of her seemed to indicate the relationship was not all that good. "In the first place it's not as if I was at the temple because I wanted to be. Just some stuff happened and they were willing to take me in." Florian awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck. "I'm grateful, but that doesn't mean I agree or approve of half the things they do." Rhetta looks at her and has some newfound insight into the situation. Regardless, right now she felt a little grateful for what few allies the two of them had. Florian stops walking, looking around and ruffling around her bag for a terribly drawn map. Surveying the current area, unable to discern where exactly they were. "I wasn't paying attention...but where are we
The prince shows a troubled expression glancing over at the window from which the two shadow guards had just escaped from. A crude, rough hand grabs his shoulder and pulls the prince from any other thought. "Your highness, you must divulge what you were discussing with the traitor." The knight's words were void of respect, insistent and malicious. They were a command, not a question. Even the most basic respect had faded when Nicodemus lost his support and power. It still amazes him nevertheless when he experiences the discourteous behaviours of those once loyal to him. "I have nothing to say." Nicodemus spoke coldly, the knights arranged themselves to chase after Rennier and left two knights to stand guard at the door. "Shouldn't we arrest him?" One of the knights whisper to his companion "It's not like he's going to get up and walk away." the other replied, loudly without whispering, earning an emotionless look from Nicodemus. Rennier runs into depths of the imperial hunting gro
'Imperial knights...looks like the third order. It should be alright for now. They can't do anything so long as we are on neutral ground. Even they should know the rule of Onion Ore' Rhetta thinks, inspecting the state of the knights. Florian picks up the menu and pretends to read it but finds it difficult to concentrate. Khio takes a quick gander at her own menu when the waitress arrives. Khio quickly lists her order without a breath in-between. “We'll take one plate of devilled dragon eggs, three servings of smoked turkey legs, one peach cobbler, crown roast beef with king potatoes, some fresh bread. Finally, one tankard of tipsy griffin and two innocent dragon bloods.” Khio points out everything quickly, she looks up to find the stupefied expression of the waitress at the order. She awkwardly smiles and hurries off to the kitchen. Rhetta exhales “Khio we were stripped of just about everything except the clothes on our back. How are we going to pay for our meal?” The reminder of
Rhetta clears her throat to change the topic and soothe Florian. “We need to find a change of clothes, these are filthy and will draw their own kind of unnecessary attention.” “Great idea but with what money? If you haven't forgotten we're flat broke!” Khio states, earning a rather piercing stare from Rhetta saying she didn't want to hear that kind of talk from the person who ordered a feast with no money. The mood dampens and becomes depressed at their financial situation. The group wallows silently, when every dish is quickly cleared by the waitress. She stacks every dish and plate on her tray. Florian pulls the small pouch holding the coins she acquired from the knights. Florian offers up the small bag to the waitress “Miss will this be enough for the food?” The waitress sets the tray onto the table and gently takes the pouch from Florian's hand. She counts the coins in the pouch and offers a tactful smile “It's still short by quite a bit.” The waitress gives a soft pat on Flori
“I do not believe we have fully discussed the terms if I win.” “There's no need, you know what I want and that's enough.” Florian's reply filled with confidence had everyone contemplating whether she had a reason to be confident or if she was just clueless. Axtor conceded “Very well, we will discuss the terms after then. I hope you realize that I will not take pity on you just because you are a woman. I will end this quickly.” Axtor leans in to whisper something to Florian “Although, I am curious as to who you are and why you are with those two.” Florian looked irked at his words. “I hope you remember your words sir.” Florian sets her elbow to the table and waits for the captain to reciprocate. Rhetta and Khio observed that Florian seemed quite familiar with arm wrestling. Florian swallowed her doubts trying to dismiss them and maintain her poker face. 'If they're that nervous this guy must be really strong...I said I could do it, but can I actually win? If he's like me it's goin
Rennier wakes up in an unfamiliar bed, and to a room he does not recognise. The room is small, yet comfortable. It holds a single bed, a chair in the corner as well as a small basin of water. Near the other wall rests a writing desk and chair. He can see the window, closed and with the curtains drawn. It certainly is a long way off from a dungeon cell and considerably closer to a room you would find at an inn. Rennier's surprise wore off quickly and shifted into caution, he sat up and glanced at his face in the mirror. Devoid of his mask and covering, his body covered in bandages from treatment. He looked up from where he sat and could see himself in the mirror. Rennier is smaller compared to his peers, slight in physique and stature. He had always been told he has a very effeminate grace to him. It explained why many of his undercover missions were always done in the guise of a woman. Earthen green eyes paired with jaw length blonde hair, he had no care for fashion aside from his ex
“If you knew, you could have spared me the effort of a disguise.” Laila chimed.“I am always thorough in my investigations. I must admit I was quite intrigued about the Dahlia house. Especially how famous it is for raising 'flowers'.” “Famous only to those who know the true nature of the 'flowers' that are cultivated.” Laila's tone turned into something melancholic, it did not go unnoticed by Tayoshi. She sets down the payment on the table and walks towards the door to see herself out. Laila touches the door handle, pausing for a brief moment. “Before I forget, I was asked to give you a message.”“A message?” he inquires. “Some random gentleman gave me quite the sum just to pass this on to you; My mentee will be visiting you soon, I hope you welcome them well.”“A mentee? The person who gave you this message, what did he look like?” Tayoshi's voice took on a stark fascination, and overwhelming urge to confirm his suspicions. “Hm, well...I thought he was quite old at first. Despit
“Still! I can't believe that people were selling children! This is why the knights exist to put a stop to this sort of thing and protect the people of the empire. Khio seethed with fury, her knuckles turning white at how harshly her hands tightened around the reins. Even Rhetta who kept a level head held a look of distaste and some kind of darkness burning in her eyes. 'Florian is very calm in spite of the topic...Most noble ladies who suffered a minor offence would suffer from being traumatized and enraged for days.' Rhetta thinks back to before she earned her title as the strategist. Back to the time when she was a lower ranked knight doing grunt work. There was a case she assisted on; a case of the abduction of a noble lady who had called off her engagement. The ex-fiancée in question had 'kidnapped' her. For an afternoon she was subjected to stay with the man and have tea with him. When the knights arrived all ready for a fight to the death, imagine their surprise when there was