[h3]Falke – Mail Gates[/h3]


 Chambala was pretty happy at how fast they were moving through the city, headed towards the exit. All she wished right now was to get as far away from the blasted chaos these two 'nations' were stirring and leave them to sort it themselves. Probably by either getting the majority of their populations killed to the point peace was the only alternative to mutual destruction or till one side decimates the other. She knew the reason why they burned the bridge was to buy time... Didn't matter by the time things got worse, she should be back home and avoid the stupidity of men.

 Just as they had reached the gates, Chambala's perfect feeling vanished the moment she saw the golem thing, it's rider and the goldie thing. There were the problems... all … over … again. Those 3 things were so eye catching that she suspected they'd attract guards attention before long. Especially the gold armor. She suspected someone of high stature would try to demand it sooner or later... Chambala just wanted out of the city and be in nature. Among trees and plants, forests were the best.

 “Good luck... just be careful. We are at the gates, guards here are the greatest in numbers.” The huntress stated as her friend moved to talk with the goldie thing.

 Chambala couldn't help, but sigh from the side as she watched her new friend go and talk with the woman who seemed significantly more interested in discussing when the subject of it was something she wanted to talk about, it seemed. Not that Chambala was surprised about that. Most people were like that, no reason for this goldie to be different from the rest. While thinking about that she noticed a certain very low noise that attracted her attention. Since she was some distance and by the side of the group, she could see a certain someone scale down the tower... To his credit Chambala was impressed. If she wasn't at this right angle, she may not even have been able to hear or even less see him. She didn't look directly at him, instead her long wild hair hiding her eyes as she very discretely following him move down the stone surface. 'Better go grab Rebecca and we leave before that man causes some commotion and we get trapped inside the walls.. or be chased off by the guard.' The huntress thought, quickly walking over to her new friend and the goldie.

 “Rebecca, we'd better leave now...” She said quietly to the woman with serious voice.” Any discussions could be done once we are outside...” Chambala added, not really too interrested into the gold clad woman.