[center][color=fdc68a][h1]Yeva Darbinian[/h1][/color]
[sub][@GrizzTheMauler][@Dealdric][@Saquira][/sub][/center][hr]
Yeva's gaze moved between the giant 'guardian' and the women that vouched for him. If they were observant, they'd see a large amount of distrust in her eyes. The mercenary sighed, as she lowered her pistol. It would seem that this... thing truly did know her grandfather. Whether or not she had a 'good heart' remained to be seen by anyone that has ever known her. She nodded slightly toward the two, tapping Hayden on the shoulder as she turned her back to the newcomers. It was time to move. The strange woman was right, they weren't out of the clear yet, especially not with this hulking tin can.

They needed to leave this town immediately, but they couldn't use the docks. It was too close to the tavern and trying to out sail pirates was a terrible idea. Perhaps the road was a better notion. Yeva started down the path, heading toward a road that exited the town, however she was careful with her movements. She didn't want to run into the military or anymore pirates, so the back alleys were the way to go. Whether or not these three could keep up wasn't any of her concern.