[center][h1]Situation Updates[/h1][/center]

[@Delta44]: With Vamon already gone to enter the barracks, Spencer was left alone once more. The quiet surroundings still continued as not even the few animals that were being raised in the complete darkness seemed to let out any noises. She was free to do anything she wanted at this point, but there would be one thing that might get her attention if she notices it. Her sunstone would start to flicker for a few moments before a sudden shadow passes through the top of the cavern for just a moment before vanishing again with a low swooshing sound.

[@Sam12435]: The guard supply officer was having a nice relaxing time as he was currently polishing some of the many weapons held within the garrison as the alchemist entered. The soldier could recognize his occupation right away because of the distinct odor that filled the room. Rare did people beside alchemist carry those irritating smells. There were the herbalists who also made potions, but they often had the scent of tea more or less.. the pure alchemical substances weren't as pleasant for the scent.

 “Let me look at them.” The guard stated as he carefully picked each potion and looked at it from up close and and then put them in front of light source to see the color and behavior of the substance inside the glass containers.” Those are pretty well made... High quality...” He started and carefully opened one and smelled it.” Full strength high potions indeed. We will buy both of them.” He then stated and carefully placed the potion on the table before reaching for a nearby metal box with lock on it.” The capt' isn't here right now, so I will take them for now.” He explained and started pulling silver coins.” I will buy both of them for 40 silver each.” He  stated, fully ready to pay full price for those potions. The guards here needed those and they could delude them themselves in case of need, but the man was buying those more for their captain than anyone else. They couldn't allow the guard captain to fall for if she did, Shezze was good as gone.

[@Marx]: Judge's surroundings aren't much different from those of everyone else currently in the streets of Shezze. Being empty and quiet, barely illuminated by the torches set up on random distances from one another. In difference from the vamprie, he's unable to hear or see neither the swooshing sound nor the passing shadow, still an unusual chill would creep up his back as he walks down the dark streets. In the darkness nothing is truly safe and secure. Still there is one thing he could actually see though. Down the street he's currently at, towards the outer parts of Shezze flashes of light could be seen. Similar to torches, but stronger and flickering as if they are unstable or being hindered by something.

[@ONL]: The few tavern guests that are present quickly turn quiet at Guthrie's shout. They simply return to their quiet chatter while trying as harder as they can to catch fragments of the conversation between the mercenary and the witches. Not really because they mean any of them any real malice, but more out of curiosity really. Out here in Shezze travelers rarely arrived and anything new proved to be great for entertainment and way to get their minds off the bad reality they lived in. In simple terms people loved to do harmless gossip.

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[color=c4df9b][center][h1]Sala & Vala[/h1][/center][/color]

[center][color=c4df9b]Location:[/color] The Tavern, Shezze
[color=c4df9b]Interacting With:[/color] Guthrie.[/center]


[color=c4df9b] “Yes... we have our reasons. We cannot stay here anymore... it's not safe for us. Soon it won't be safe... for anyone anymore.”[/color] The twin witches said in unison to the man with smiles as each of them started playing with a lock of their hairs. They knew the church was preparing to cause troubles with Astaras for once the city of magic fell, their reign would be undisturbed. While they had no distinct proof of that, Sala and Vala suspected it and preferred to not be here when that happen to test their theory... especially after they killed a person from the church.

 [color=c4df9b]“We...”[/color] Sala began when the man stated he was someone who made maps. That was all great, but they actually lacked funds. They had very few silver on them after they ran away in haste without having the chance to get their money from their shop. They had only the things on themselves and that placed them at a certain disadvantage at buying/hiring such help as the services of a map maker.

 [color=c4df9b]“We can repay you in medicine potions...”[/color] Sala started as she pulled her bag and opened it, showing the number of different healing potions and remedy ones in her bag.[color=c4df9b]” Or we can give you a very pricey ingredient that could bring you as much as 2 gold.”[/color] Vala added and patted her bag, not wanting to risk pulling it out. No one ever knew when chaos may start.

 [color=c4df9b]“Or we can... pay you with ourselves in addition to a potion or two … if you so wish?”[/color] The finally stated in unison and looked at him. The witches weren't strangers to sexual payment in one way or another. They had to do certain things to survive in the corrupt nature of the society from time to time, but only when they so chose. No one ever got to force himself on them to this day.