[centre][b]Dracanica, Lady Anita and Templar Imast[/b][/centre]
The servants were on edge. It was easily noticed. None of them were armed. They didn’t like the fact that they had to walk the dark roads of an unknown country. None of them noticed the wolf following them. Soon the port came into view. Much to their relief. Now they only had to take a ship waiting for them or signal the Oceanus.

“Forgive me, my lord. I’m afraid that I must take my leave. It would do a lady good to sleep in a real bed on the ground rather that one on a rocking ship.” Lady Anita excused herself from the table. But first she walked up to the researchers who were busy comparing notes. She told them about the access to the library. Like starved dogs finding a pile of food they headed to the library. Small chance that they would sleep tonight. Imast then turned to Sarin. “A game? Yes, I would gladly play.” He said with a smile. In the meantime, his Templars took their leave. Some went to sleep, others joined the guard for their weapons at the shrine.