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[b][u]POV:[/u] Grifor Lathil // Lathilos
[sub]Dhadan Forest, County of Dunric
[i]Several Hours Ago[/i][/sub][/b]

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“Why is it always us?”

The voice of Jacques Deli run out in the nearly silent woodlands around him as he slung his rifle over his shoulder casually while his eyes looked over his larger companion as they continued on the path stretching towards their destination. In all of his years leading up to him joining The Order he had never been so insufferably [i]bored[/i].

“We do as our mission wills us to.” The larger man replied as he maintained the duo’s pacing. 

While Grifor Lathil may not have been impatient like Jacques was, he knew the mission was not a fool’s errand. His faith in the organization that held his will was absolute and he knew if they were quick and discreet this wouldn’t turn out like their last mission. The Order didn’t like failure, no matter the reasons— sometimes he wasn’t sure why they tolerated him and Jacques’ failings but was thankful for whatever the Grandmaster and Observer of The Order saw in them to excuse it. It was in his mind that one day he would have to meet the woman and kneel before her wisdom.

“Yeah, I guess so.” Jacques grumbled.

“You [i]know[/i] so.” Grifor corrected, a slight pause after his interjection. “There’s the town. Look.”

Jacques let out a long whistle in a state of faux amazement. “Sure is. You think this little girl is worth it?”

“She better be.” A female voice chimed in from behind— their third member. 

The Order always operated in a trinity at a bare minimum and following Isen’s reassignment their squad was given someone new as Grifor took the position of commander. It still felt weird to him that Isen would be reassigned, but he supposed with the constant bickering by Anaria as well as his own personal ambitions it made sense. This was the first time he would see this new girl in action— he hoped she would be competent and at the very least less bloodthirsty and annoying as Jacques.

Grifor thought back to the explanation of the issue. It had come to their leader’s attention that a powerful and inexperienced psion had discovered her latent powers. The townsfolk hadn’t cast her out, but had not reacted warmly due to the fact that the people of Dun were a superstitious lot and in lieu of recent events with The Resistance and The Order fighting each other it was likely they feared that the fight would come to their town next when it came out they had a psion in their town. Grifor understood why those had commanded him to recruit her as it was known that this girl was not a normal psion— she was a [i]clairvoyant[/i]. Clairvoyance was not something he was well educated in before The Order recruited him but he came to know certain things about seers, touchers of dreams, and prophets of forces unknown. If The Order held someone who could be a powerful sentinel in their ranks as well as a valuable asset; they might just be able to crush The Resistance outright. 

“A clairvoyant is what our grandmaster needs. We will convince her to join us— The Order can give her understanding of the power at her fingertips.”

Jacques chuckled. “And I’m guessing if she says no…”

The larger man gritted his teeth— there was no telling them no and he knew it. Their leader made it abundantly clear of how important it was to acquire this woman as an asset to their ranks and not let her fall through the cracks. They had lost ranks to the resistance and their naïve efforts and it was vital that such losses would not be repeated. So despite his own misgivings about killing a child he knew he had to act with all of the strength he had in him; if she refused them he would take her and if he had to… he would [i]bury[/i] her as well.

“You know the answer, Jacques. We all do.”

He just hoped this Azarnite Weaver or the townsfolk would not refuse him. He hoped they would have faith and sense.

He hoped he would not have to kill them.