Bastian could hear the sounds of his two targets, sounds of two running just off in the distance. Zigzagging across this large wooded area, spooking many animals that crossed his path. He couldn't pick up their scent, just smelling the stench of the forest itself. Finally stopping inside an uncovered area, beginning to look around. The surrounding ground was flat soft dirt, the only thing behind him was a single set of running footprints. Still hearing their voices nearby...

The message described being wanted for pick-pocketing and burglary. A seemingly ordinary pair of bandits, but their last theft lead to the death of a young rich beastkind, his wife put out an absurd bounty on these men. Despite this, many wouldn't take the demand. The offer remained underground for involving beastkind. But even knowing that, something hadn't been sitting well with him. He had done this work before. This price would only make sense, if it was extraordinarily dangerous.

[color=0072bc]"Dammit, this is some kind of magic trick. The targets must be mages..." [/color]Bastian turned around and started sprinting back through the forest, letting out some rushed breaths. [color=0072bc]"They couldn't still be doing this without being in the near vicinity...the only reason they'd send me deeper into the forest means-"[/color]
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Meanwhile during Elizabeth's gathering a variety of plants and herbs that littered the grounds. Two shorter men wearing cloaks, faces completely covered by cloth wrapped around their heads, approached behind her. Not making noise with their movements, only informed of their presence when the horse starting whinnying. Both stood on just either side of her, a couple feet away.

[color=00a651]"Don't scream. We aren't here to hurt you."[/color] The one of the right assures.