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[color=8dc73f]"Your contract didn't cover armies, Ser Vaal."[/color] Cassandra murmurs. She looks to the kobold. [color=8dc73f]"And it certainly didn't cover dragons. If you so wish, you are free to leave."[/color]

The blue kobold crossed his arms and made a light chuckle. He had placed himself near a window looking out into the street. He stood just barely tall enough to look through it, which he did by standing on his toes just enough so only his eyes could see past. He spoke, slowly slurring his words though keeping them soft.[color=00aeef]"Oh Fah! Yes... yes. I too tend to follow contracts and law to the letter, not spirit. However, the contract was to protect you and yours to our destination. To see you safely, if we are being a little more verbatim."[/color] He looked away from the window towards Cassandra. [color=00aeef]"The contract does not specifically mention a threat. I got it in writing and read it quite thoroughly. That means no threat is mutually exclusive, Cassandra. And if this is our destination, I hardly call it safe. And I am quite proud of my scales. Equally so as my kin in the air. It would greatly lower my eyes if I defaulted on my word which is tied to my honor."[/color]

[color=8dc73f]"Then I appreciate your... continued support."[/color] She offers a small smile. Some of the colour has come back to her face now, and her breathing is slowed. [color=8dc73f]"To answer your earlier question... no. I don't know the city. Neither my brother nor I have been here, not since I was a little girl. But I know where to find him."[/color] She gestures towards the small castle on the hill. [color=8dc73f]"We must reach the keep."[/color]

[i][b]Party Questline:[/b] Seek the Keep[/i]

[color=8dc73f]"With any luck, he's there. It's the most defendable location in Greenrest, but they'll seal the gates afore long. Come, let us-"[/color]

Before she can continue, Cassandra is cut off by a sudden, shrill scream belonging to a little girl. This is followed by a series of excited grunts and shouts in Yipyak - confirming Vaal's suspicions. Only one race speaks Draconic in such an unrefined dialect... kobolds.

The druid, face pale once more, dashes towards the door, and she wrenches it open, her staff raised. Vaal inhaled softly and reached for his quarterstaff. He rested it against his shoulder just as the woman bolted out of the door. The Journey too had already given him an idea of her impulsive nature. He was quite sure she'd run out as she had just done. He made his way out through the doorway, and turned to look.

With little ceremony, four humans dash out from between two buildings on your left. A limping man and two young children race across the street into more shadows, and a woman carrying a round shield and a bloody spear turns and faces back the direction from which they came. Hoofbeats echo in the distance.

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