[center][h1][color=556b2f]Roland Nightbreaker[/color][/h1][/center]
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Roland shrugged at Ceiran’s comment about Circe, [color=556b2f]“Eh, don’t sweat it. She’s not exactly one to ask permission for anything.”[/color] Roland said. Ceiran continued asking the paladin’s thoughts on what they were up against considering some of the evidence before them. The white haired boy did have a good point. Blocking all but one entrance and using paint to obscure any outside vision was not something wild monsters could do. However, not even the best thieves could steal such large items without being noticed. 

Thinking back to his studies, Roland tried to piece together what creature this could be. He walked past Ceiran to get a closer look at the building. They had to be small to go unnoticed, intelligent enough to carry out simple plans, and able to work in teams. His first thought was goblins, but they weren’t exactly the most subtle in their dealings. It could be boggarts, but those usually stuck to one building rather than a whole district. What about imps? They certainly fit the criteria, but they usually stuck to cheap trickery than outright theft.

[color=556b2f]“I doubt any of this is human.”[/color] Roland stated turning back to the others. [color=556b2f]“I’ve got some ideas, but I can’t say anything for sure.”[/color] As he finished talking, Circe appeared in the doorway and motioned for them to come. [color=556b2f]“I guess we’re gonna find out.”[/color] Roland stated drawing his sword. 

As he approached the door, the rumbling of engines suddenly filled the air. [color=556b2f]“What the-”[/color] Roland took a step back giving him barely enough room to jump out of the way as three forklifts driven by imps barged through. The middle lift was the odd one out as it had another imp on top of it, no doubt she was their leader. Though he noticed she was holding a container of sorts, he had no idea what, or who, was inside.

While it was certainly not expected, the shock of seeing the road raging imps passed and Roland quickly began thinking of a plan. They imps themselves weren’t really threat, but the forklifts were. All they had to do was disable them, or commandeer them.

[color=556b2f]“HEY! YOU MISSED ME!”[/color] He yelled to the imps bangging his sword against his shield attempting to get their attention. His idea was extremely risky, but if it worked it would make things a lot easier.