[i]Yesterday[/i]

[color=8882be]"What a fool. An absolute fool."[/color] In a ruined smithy, a tall blond woman sifts through the wreckage, taking note of the blood, damage, and markings on the all. [color=8882be]"That stubborn pride of his is going to get us both killed. Why didn't he just tell me?"[/color] On the wall was a strange looking star with eyes. She wasn't familiar with the symbol but she could recognize a cultist emblem after her time in this city. But what was her friend doing getting involved with cults of all people? She looked around more and the only hint she had was the foot steps leading towards the Eastern. [color=8882be]"As if things couldn't get worse, you had to go there. The one place where I don't have friends."[/color] Sighing, the woman opened her umbrella as she stepped back outside. She had to move quickly before the rain washes away the trail.

[i]Today[/i]

[color=8882be]"White Waters Bathhouse. It's no Honeybee that's for sure. A place with this much incense must be hiding something wretched."[/color] Walking inside the lady took notice of the bouncer and the receptionist. She ordered a Day Treatment package, entering the female's side. But instead of getting changed she simply stayed out of sight and moved towards the bath area. There was a narrow hall with the sound of bathers on one end, and the male changing room in the other. [color=8882be]"If they brought him here, I'm sure they stored his belongings in the male side."[/color] Once she made sure that the coast was clear she snuck to the male side and started looking through the lockers. She needed to move fast before someone would spot her. What few had locks, she broke them with a single swipe before searching again. She wasn't interested in anyone's belongings but her friends.