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10:55AM
[i]City of Guillan,
By the market near the docks.[/i]

   [color=00aeef]"Right then. let's get a move on, shall we?"[/color] Nora said, giving the mule's reins a hefty yank.

The mule jerked his head against Nora's prompt for it to move, but finally succumbed to her will once she applied a second jerk of the reins, and the cart began to slowly lurch forward. Y'Vanna had barely managed to get her stuff on the cart before it did, nearly spilling the crate of cat's eye. Y'Vana's temper flared slightly, her nostrils flared and brow furrowed... had that been the alchemist's fire it could've been a catastrophe.  

    [color=f7941d]"Easy. will ye..?"[/color] she said, pushing the crates closer to the center of the cart to avoid mishap.

    [color=00aeef]"We've wasted enough time V, we need to get going."[/color] Nora said, not bothering to make eye contact and firmly focused on the path ahead. [color=00aeef]"And I've certainly not the time to dealing your shit either. Now let's keep ourselves on the task a' fore us, eh?"[/color]

     [color=f7941d]"All's I was saying was you need to be a bit more careful.. had that been the alchemist's flame we could've had a serious iss-"[/color] Y'Vanna was cut short as Nora turned to her and snapped back.

    [color=00aeef] "Look, we need to make that ship or Vargas is going to have our heads for it."[/color] Nora said firmly, grabbing a healthy handful of her cloak and drawing her in close to her face as she continued, [color=00aeef]"You need to remember that this is just my job, but you lot are in his pocket and it'll be far worse on your backs than will be on mine. One thing Lord Vargas does not fuck around about is his coin.. and I'm sure you don't even need to be reminded of that."[/color] Nora's words were filled will anger and frustration, but she had managed to her voice down so that they didn't cause too much of a scene. It was still mid festival, and while the patrons of the city were quite wild and outrageous, they were not as rambunctious in the earlier hours of the morning, save for a few pockets of [i]"the all-nighter's crowd"[/i], so she did her best to keep it down as best she could but Y'Vanna was testing her limits.
     Nora let loose of her garments and Y'Vanna straightened up a kiln-dried plank and was as silent as a tombstone after that. Nora continued on with the reins in her hand and her eyes firmly forward, she was intent on embracing the silence for the remainder of their walk. It would be a welcome change, even if but for a fleeting moment. She was already trying to prepare herself mentally, she was going to be on a ship with this lot for three weeks, and that's if the weather is good...

     What they had both failed to notice was that they were being followed. In fact, they had been followed the entire time. From the time they left the tavern they had been tailed by the sheriff and his men. They were on them like a pack of patient wolves, waiting to make their move. Surely they must've found out about the ship and their plans to get out of the city as well. They were mindful to keep a safe distance from the party as to not be seen by them and nearly had a full perimeter around them as well, cutting off any alleyways or side exits so that the party would not have a chance to give them the slip again. Once they made it to the docks there'd be nowhere for them to go, trapped like rats with their backs against the water's edge. Both Nora and Y'Vanna are oblivious to the wolves in waiting, and continue forward in awkward silence. Y'Vanna regretted opening her mouth and would be mindful of it for the remainder of their walk. [/color]

[h3][color=f7941d][i]Party rolls for Awareness...[/i][/color][/h3]