[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=a187be]Kyra [/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Cross Swords Tavern
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] In General
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	Kyra looked over towards Magnus and had to forcibly stop herself from rolling her eyes so hard it would render her unconscious. His ego was only matched by level of assumptions. Looking over towards Njat she made a mental note not to tell him anything that needed to be kept secret. Blurting out some of what they had been dealing with to a perfect stranger was not the best means to go about things. They didn't know who was responsible for everything, for all she knew this fucker in front of her was the cause of it and was just wanting to see how close they were to figuring it out. 

	[color=a187be]"He's right, we don't know you. Now I know the constable and I am going to speak to him. So please, if you have any information you really think if valuable that he doesn't already have, give it to him,"[/color] her voice growing more sarcastic as she went. 

	[color=a187be]"Njat, after you eat, if I am not back, do you think you could get Epona into the stables for Sana and settled in? Don't worry about Ash, he'll find his own meat later on,"[/color] she asked of the "Face" before turning on her heels and heading towards the magistrates office. The man trying to get information from her was annoying her to no end. Her thoughts were on placing her reports and if Sana would be alright. Here he was going on about the town and they obviously didn't come into the place looking clean and easily traveled. Most of them were injured tired, dirty, bloodied from fighting and Sana looked like a half frozen corpse. It was rather obvious they had been through some shit. 

	Stepping up the wooden stairs of three to the Magistrates building she looked up as Marcus came out, looking rather worse for the wear. He stopped and looked Kyra frowning slightly. "Seems you haven't had a fun week..." he muttered. 

	[color=a187be]"Hardly,"[/color] she quipped as she came up onto the front porch and rested her hand on the hilt of her blade. [color=a187be]"Doesn't seem like you have had it any easier."[/color]

	"No, we were attacked. What was it...?" he said before turning to his deputy. 

	[color=a187be]"Let me guess, three days ago?"[/color] she answered, cutting off his inquiry. 

	Looking over towards Kyra a bit surprised he nodded. "Yeah, skeletons and..."

	[color=a187be]"A red mist?"[/color] she said cutting him off for a second time. 

	Marcus nodded slowly. "Looks like we have a lot to talk about. Lose anyone?"

	[color=a187be]"Not really sure. I didn't come back with the same ones I left with if that is what you are asking. Some left before, some left after, new people were found in the woods. Know how it goes. As far as watching people die, other than some orcs no. Not from undead."[/color]

	"Well good riddance, it's their fault!" Marcus snapped. Kyra shook her head. "It's not?"

	[color=a187be]"No, like you said, we have a lot to talk about...."[/color]