[color=C6DEFF][center][h1]Bast Ragoczy[/h1][/center][/color]

It was only after a few moments that Bast noticed how tired Eilidh looked. Almost instantly, he stopped talking, looking at her with a confused and slightly worried expression. As she explained to him she wasn't able to sleep, Bast nodded quietly. He could understand to a certain point. After all, a lot of things happened the previous day. 

Despite Eilidh's tired expression though, he let out a smile and nodded after she agreed with him regarding Varjo. More than anyone else, Bast was accustomed with political tension & etc. But Varjo was on another level. They are extremely dangerous and radical on everything they do. From their war strategies to their very own town and how it works.

[color=C6DEFF]"I am really glad you understood me."[/color] Bast said with a smile.

Even though Bast was glad she understood his reasons and his warning, he had mixed feelings about her accompanying him in that particular request. He didn't know what would happen, but he would have to hold himself down a bit if she was around. After all, that whole request was basically him double crossing, working for two enemies behind their back, playing with them...

Arriving in Ambran they went to a very familiar place for Bast. The watchtower, the same place he met Lady Natasha, the very woman who had contracted the guild asking to destroy one of the Barensia's most beautiful wagon. Their client arrived shortly after, in a similar manner to Bast's previous one. Unlike her though, she wasn't as polite as to invite them inside the wagon to discuss the job. Again, much like Lady Natasha Archaean, her rival, Lady Natalia Barensia had an adorable appearance, but a terrible personality... and a rather foul mouth.

Bast simply watched with a smirk and an amused expression as the clearly irritated noblewoman explained their job in a flurry of words, including some very unladylike expressions.

[color=C6DEFF]"Hoo~ I wonder if all noblewomen from Ambran are so... barbaric or have equally terrible personalities..."[/color] Bast said after the woman left, without even giving them a chance to speak or ask questions.

[color=C6DEFF]"Lady Natasha Archean was the very woman who posted the request to burn the Barensia family's wagon. The very wagon the annoying, foul mouthed little woman was just raging over. Something regarding the Barensia family being repressing the Archean family for years. Needless to say, both woman have rather.... unpleasant personalities. Although I do need to point out that Lady Natasha was better than Lady Natalia. Despite cold, she was much more professional."[/color] Bast finished, making sure he was speaking low enough so only Elidh was hearing.

[color=C6DEFF]"Now that you know a bit about the current situation, who do you want to side with? We will get paid regardless of our choice, so..."[/color] Bast said, shrugging.

[color=C6DEFF]"Letting both families tear each other to shreds is also an option... I doubt either of them will open themselves to strangers. Well... at least I know the Barensia wont, as I already met both wife and husband."[/color] Bast finished, looking to Eilidh.

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[color=8dc73f][center][h1]Freyr[/h1][/center][/color]

The second Nagare approached Freyr, he couldn't help but think about the question she made yesterday. While he wasn't able to answer it due to being too late, he spent a lot of time thinking about it before sleeping.

[color=8dc73f][I]"Viera who have abandoned the woods are Viera no longer.[/I][/color] Those words lingered on Freyr's mind.

It was only after a while, looking at Nagare with a distant stare that Freyr realized her presence and that she had asked him a question.

[color=8dc73f]"I'm sorry. I was just thinking about our talk from yesterday."[/color] Freyr said, with an awkward smile.

[color=8dc73f]"The Varjans... They are... dangerous. Ruthless, merciless and bloodthirsty, they will do anything to get what they want. And most often than not, their goal includes blood. Not the type of people I would like to mess with..."[/color] Freyr said, with a dark expression.

[color=8dc73f]"They have no respect for the nature or life itself. Their lands are soaked with the crimson blood of their allies and foes alike."[/color] Freyr finished, sighing. Talking about the Varjans always reminded Freyr how cruel the humans could be.

[color=8dc73f]"It will be dangerous, but if you wish to accompany me I would be grateful. If... If things go wrong it will be nice to have someone with me."[/color] Freyr continued.

[color=8dc73f]"Regarding your unanswered question from yesterday... Yes, in the eyes of my kin, I am no longer a Viera. I may still be able to hear the voice of the woods, the very woods may still long for it's son's return, but my presence is no longer accepted by my own kin."[/color] Freyr completed.

After a long silence, an enthusiastic voice interrupted them. It was Yang Bethlehem, punching a hole through the request as she announced she wanted to go to that one. Bast couldn't help but smile at that.

Bowing her head in a rather polite way, that reminded Freyr of that shady Bast fellow, only a lot more... honest, Yang said she would be under their care, calling Freyr 'Madam Freyr'. Looking at her with a rather confused expression, he tilted his head, his ears twitching a bit as he tried to understand what she had just said.

Even though a Viera's constitution was taller, leaner and rather elegant for both females and males, it was still somewhat hard to confound a female Viera with a male one. Vieras had a much more smoother and more delicate voice. Even though, for humans, confounding a male and a female's voice wasn't impossible, it was still different. A male Viera's voice sounded like the sound of leaves rustling through the wind while a female's voice was more delicate and melodious. Other than that, the males had more defined muscles and slightly longer claws.

[color=8dc73f]"Oh, uh... Thank you. I will be under your care as well. Even though I'm a male."[/color] Freyr said with a really awkward smile.

[color=8dc73f]"We... We should be careful though. Varjo isn't a place were it would be wise for us to walk leisurely."[/color] Freyr said, looking to both Nagare and Yang, trying to make the atmosphere a bit less awkward.

Finally arriving on the road where the caravan would pass through, the group hid themselves behind a small hill, waiting for the right moment. A brief moment after they did so, a large caravan consisting of two prison wagons and a good number of soldiers, some of them on horseback and some of them being normal footmen began to cross the path. Between those who were riding horses, two were obviously higher ranked than the rest, being one a high knight and the other, a warrior wearing a strange, menacing red suit of armor.

While outnumbered, they still had the element of surprise. The two higher ranked warriors and the other knights could prove to be a problem, but the rest were simple soldiers. They would need to be smart and engage them carefully.

[color=8dc73f]"We need to be careful now. They greatly outnumber us, but a lot of them are mere soldiers. Between them, the only two we need to be especially wary of are the two armored ones."[/color] Freyr whispered to both Nagare and Yang.

[color=8dc73f]"We have advantage on this terrain. Stealth isn't an option though, since we are in an open area. We have the element of surprise but there aren't that many places to hide once we show ourselves. So we have to use this advantage very well. A hard first strike to lessen the numbers to make the ongoing fight at least manageable."[/color] Freyr explained.

[color=8dc73f]"My arrows can easily pierce the other knights armors, but I doubt I will be able to do anything at this distance to the two heavy armored knights, both the red one and the high ranking knight."[/color] he finished, looking to the group. They still had a few minutes before the caravan passed in front of them, but they needed to discuss the strategy right now.

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