[h3]Captain Drystan Haalard[/h3]

After he had settled things with the guard and the newly met huntress, Drystan let to clean himself. He laid his armor out and ordered a lower-ranked guard to take care of the damage the fish creatures had done to it. He took great care to clean all of the fish guts, blood and various other bodily fluids off his person before donning a new set of clean clothes. He tended his wounds, most only needing a light cleaning, a few, like the ones on his torso, needed a few stitches. After some time, he left for the tavern.

It was a fairly uneventful evening for them. He paid for a few rounds of drinks, got himself dinner and mostly spent the night watching and studying the other hunters. He had gotten a good idea of their skills on the island, but he needed more information on them to act as a good leader.

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Drystan slept in his own private quarters in the guard barracks. As the Hunter's Guild was still new, the Guild Hall hadn't yet been fully renovated with sleeping quarters. That was a project that was underway and would, hopefully, be completed soon. The King wanted the hunters to have their own place for those who had traveled from other towns.

He had been awake for some time when Commander Grux burst into the guard barracks. He could tell right away that something was wrong.

[color=7bcdc8]"Captain. The King requests your presence at once. There has been an incident. A few Filtiarn soldier's have been found dead in the fountain located in the upper class district, not far from the Ogre's Teat. They've been drained of blood with bite marks on their necks."[/color]

Drystain grunted his understanding and followed the Commander immediately. It had been some time since such a blatant attack. And in the middle of the city, no less. Their pace was brisk as they made their way to the castle to meet with the King. No doubt this would provide another job for the new hunters.

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[h3]Villiame Ballanger[/h3]

Villiame came bursting through the doors of the dinning hall, making a dramatic entrance fitting the exasperated look on his face.

[color=8882be]"Anastasia!"[/color] He practically yelled as he spotted her. [color=8493ca]"My apologies, I know you wanted to speak to father but he has been summoned by the King."[/color]

The young Ballanger boy was visibly worried, approaching Anastasia with a quick hug. He was handsome, albeit much younger than she was. Despite their ages, he had taken quite an interest in their Blessed Guardian. It was a known fact that he loved beauty, especially in women. Unlike Luther Filtiarn, however, his love was not fleeting. He was known to latch on to an individual and pour his heart out to her, speaking of soulful devotion, only to be heartbroken when something inevitably went wrong. He was a Ballanger, after all, and did his best to put on a strong face and pretend nothing was wrong.

[color=8493ca]"Unfortunately, I don't know all the details of what happened. But here is what I do know:"[/color] As he spoke, he glided over and took a seat at the dinning table. [color=8493ca]"There was a fight last night between some guards at the Ogres Teat. From what I've heard, it was between some Filtiarn and Ballanger guards. That is nothing new, our families have been feuding for years. But this morning the bodies of the Filtiarn guards were found in the fountain. Father is furious. I'm not sure what he's going to do. I'm afraid the guilt will fall on us and that is something father simply will not stand for..."[/color]