[center][h1]Linirea: The Lunar Capital[/h1][/center]

[center][h2]Southern District[/h2][/center]

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[color=lightblue]"Aah... These humans and their walls..."[/color] Vanessa sighed at the sight of the sprawling, massive city before them. Though why she was pointing out the walls in particular was anyone's guess. Perhaps it was a nod to the fact that, against spellcasters such as herself, it didn't really matter how tall you built your walls. Or, perhaps it was a reference to the abilities of flying monsters being able to just by-pass them with ease? Or perhaps she was just claustrophobic and didn't appreciate being encricled by vast, towering rectangles of solid-ass stone.

Regardless, Iskah relayed what was next and they trotted down towards the city with the blue-roofed castle...

... Untill they didn't.

A group of bro-dudes sporting amazingly dashing hats appeared before them, and stopped their advance. They asked a question which any normally intelligent individual would've just denied... Except this honest-to-a-fault-cinnamon bun of theirs blurted out the honest truth. You could almost here Vanessa facepalm internally. She could trick a salamander into running off, but against town guards she spilled the beans? Way to have the priorities backwards.

Still, the gentlemen in charge of the city's safety were convinced by that ... Really unconvincing reply of the lizardman... to let them carry on. Which was a relief. Having to freeze these guys solid in a block of ice, or trapping them in a bottomless bog wouldn't make for the best first impression. Or, at least, so the dark mage imagined.

But then, just as they were about to set off again, another stream of words spilled out. A string of verbal vomit that made a vein visibly appear on one of Vanessa's temples. She slowly turned back towards the musketeer who had uttered it, a shadow cast over her eyes and a smile on her face. It was not a good smile.

[color=lightblue]"Oh-ho... I see... Well then... We wouldn't want to break any local rules."[/color]

She didn't so much say these words as setthingly force them out between her clenched teeth. While Vanessa would've normally shrugged this off and gone about her business regardless, there were two very major factors that forced her to comply with this OUTRAGEOUS demand.

The first, of course, was that she was currently in Iskah's employ. As such, she couldn't afford to do anything to jeopardize the girl's chance at success. At least not until they were inside the walls proper and closer to Aun. Getting into a conflict when not even [i]inside[/i] the city yet was less than productive.

The second, was the mention of The Order. While Vanessa would've gladly told this man where to shove his fabuluous hat any other time, the fact that The Order was brought up got her to still her tongue. The last thing she wanted to give those guys any sort of help or benefit. And if casting magic would cause people to go bananas, and thus make things more favorable for the jerkwards who what were the worst of the worst, then Vanessa vwould - begrdugingly - have to be on her best behavior and play nice. For now.

Thus, she slid off the side of their astral mount, waited for Iskah to do the same, and then with a snap of her fingers, caused the horse to vanish a cloud of sparkly green... Sparkles.. She then looked over at her companion, still with that same shadow over her eyes and smile on her face.

[color=lightblue]"Looks like we're walking from here on then. Good thing we aren't in a hurry to get a room at a decent inn or anyhting, right? We wouldn't want to spook the locals with our man-eating summoned horse after all."[/color] Vaessa's comment was anything but mature, and nothing less than an obvious, scathing remark about their current situation.

But, given her fondness for magic, and the fact that she seemed to use it for [i]everything[/i] in her everyday life, one couldn't really fault her for being... Upset...