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Looking over at the records of what had been shipped out, she could find nothing of use for her investigation. Although she did wonder if a load of armour and speartips had made their destination. “And could you direct me on a map where his house could be? Or perhaps you could write some directions of where his home could be?” Her eyes quickly looked over at the apprentice.

Investigating Brik’s house could bring some useful clues. But that would have to wait as she needed to investigate what she could in the village.

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“There was no issue with the weapon delivery, I am conducting an investigation. And my findings brought me here. Would I be able to look over your ledger? I want to make sure if the perpetrators came to your store six days ago.” She assumed that the kidnappers could have bought a large supply of weapons. But there could also be a possibility that they could have bought a few weapons. When she was given the ledger from the blacksmith, she started looking over the contents. Looking for any large purchases in the last six days.

There was also the possibility that the kidnappers didn’t visit the blacksmith, if that was the case then she would visit the general store and the inn after this. Flipping through the pages of anything that sticks out to her. The large knight was silently going through the ledger, speaking only a few moments later. "Is there a man called Birk living around here? What is he like?"

Yu-Gi-Oh GX: Next Gen

Miles currently wasn’t in the mood for a meet-and-greet with some random stranger, and while it was nothing more than delaying the inevitable, he wasn’t in any rush to get to know his roommate. Maybe it was just because he ran into that guy Chris earlier, but a walk through the bizarrely prevalent forestry blanketing the island felt like just the thing to help clear his mind. Naturally, with luck like his, he eventually stumbles upon some random stranger sitting beneath a tree with both her arms and legs crossed. She hears him arrive, and raises her head just in time to lock eyes with him, dooming him into having to acknowledge her presence.

By this point, Mina had stopped sobbing and shaking. Her spirit partner sat on her lap, or at least, he would be, if his body was tangible. Seeing the stranger looking at her, she uncrossed her limbs and snapped at him in a curt tone. “What do you want? Come to laugh at me?” Her words were filled with venom; her typical response when someone would try to comfort her after a loss. Without waiting for a response, she curled up again, placing her head against her knees.

Bitch, what? “I wasn’t before, but I guess I am now. What’s so embarrassing that you decided to start doing cryptid impressions out here in the woods?”

She didn’t want to mention the fact that she was out here because she lost a duel, thinking that he would only make fun of her further. “I’m not here looking for cryptids, I just wanted to be left alone. Those idiots in the dorm were pissing me off.”

“That makes two of us, but ‘lo and behold, some girl curled up like Sonic the Hedgehog started chatting me up.” He shakes his head in mock exasperation. “What, you worked up over losing at a children’s card game?”

“No!” A terrible lie. A sinking feeling overcame her for a moment as she thought that he’d definitely figure out that she was the crying girl that had ran off towards the forest. Although, in truth, Miles was just oblivious. He wasn’t in the lounge during Mina’s duel and ignored the chatter on his way out. That being said, it was pretty obvious by now what had happened.

This girl is actually crying over a stupid card game, he thought. Miles couldn’t help but feel pity for her. “So you did lose. Welp, I guess you have no choice but to give up on your dueling career. Have you considered becoming a ventriloquist?”

“I am not going to give up, I am going to keep going until I’m the best duelist in the world, no matter the cost.” She looked up at Miles, staring at him dead in the eyes. When she said ‘at all cost’, she was dead serious about it.

“Pfft.” Miles held back a laugh. It was actually quite mean to be laughing at her aspirations like this, but the delivery was just so cheesy. “Why’re you crying then? No one gives a shit about a simple loss. This is a card game we’re talking about here, if you don’t get unlucky eventually, you’re either a cheater or your name is Seto Kaiba and you just printed a bunch of broken cards that you’ll never release to the public.”

She took in what the young man was saying, perhaps he was on to something. But the trauma of her childhood made it hard for her to fully comprehend the concept. “Perhaps, but if I am not the best, then I am a nobody. A loser. I will be punished if I don’t win. I do not know what to do, if I am not dueling.” She sounded sad mentioning that she would be punished for losing. A horrid memory flashed in her mind, and she shuddered. Her hair was standing on end at the mere thought of it.

“Punished? I regret to be the one to inform you of this, miss nobody loser, but your parents sound like psychopaths.”

She was now staring at Miles, feeling an inescapable sense of impending trouble encroaching upon him, but after a few silent moments, nothing happened. She looked around the forest, as if expecting her parents to come over to punish him, or her, but no one came. Her spirit partner was now floating around Miles curiously. “Perhaps he has a point. For you to become a better duelist, you need to learn from your mistakes and grow.” Mina stood up, wiping some dirt from her knees. “Yeah, they’re real assholes.”

Miles conspicuously eyed the black and white dog as it circled him. “I know we’re on an island full of teachers who have done their damndest to pretend otherwise, but not everything in life revolves around a card game, you know. Learning from your mistakes and growing as a person isn’t just for dueling.”

Again, Miles made a good point. Perhaps she could try to not be so transfixed on being the best and just enjoy duels themselves.

…wait.

“Wait a moment, you can see the dog floating around?” She was amazed that she was able to meet someone with similar abilities. Now he has grabbed her interest.

Miles paused for a moment, though if he meant to keep it a secret, he didn’t show any surprise or embarrassment. “...Yeah. I see him.”

Mina blanked for a bit. It was a lot to take in at once. She stopped to organize her thoughts and looped back around to the original topic. “...I guess I could just enjoy dueling for what it is, instead of just fixating on being the best.” Her spirit partner was now floating behind her. “What is your name, by the way?”

“Miles.”

“My name is Mina. How long have you been able to see these ghosts?”

“...” Miles broke eye contact, and an awkward silence ensued.

“I assume that you have been able to see or talk to ‘em since you were a kid right? So have I. Anyway i think it’s time for me to head back, want to come with?”

Miles sighed. “Might as well.” If he kept on his walk he’d probably just run into another girl crying in the woods.

“Good. This place was starting to creep me out.” With that, she started walking away, hoping that Miles would be following beside her. She didn’t have to turn back to confirm it as he caught up with her, walking with her side-by-side.

They walked in comfortable silence for a few moments before Miles asked, “have you ever owned a real pet dog?”

“Hmm? No?”

“I see.”

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Having not gotten much sleep, along with drinking half of the whiskey bottle. Matilda was not feeling exactly peachy. Eating amount two or so plates of food, along with a surprising amount of coffee. But she was mostly eating rather quickly, as she wanted to head to Hdur as soon as possible. Feeling relieved when she got on her horse, putting on her helmet and looking down at Anderson. “Thank you, and I hope your travel back is safe as well.” She hoped that Anderson and the others would get back home safely.

The ride was not very eventful, Matilda was mostly deep in thought. Hoping to find some clue that would lead them closer to finding the prince. Scanning the area of the small rather quaint village, she wondered where they would start investigating. Firstly she wanted to investigate the names that Brik mentioned before, finding out where in the village the kidnappers visited. And grouping back with Jazdia’s group, and figuring out what to do n

She started by getting off her horse, and tying her steed to a post. “Let us split up and ask around to find those people Brik mentioned. While we do that, I will also head over toward the blacksmith. To see if anyone had purchased any equipment a few days before the kidnapping. We will meet back up at the local inn.” She assumed that no one had any objections to her plan of action.

So she headed first to the blacksmith, walking through the door her heavy footsteps could be heard a mile away. “Hello, I am Matilda Ironsword the head of the guards. I am conducting an investigation, and I need to ask you some questions. Firstly has anyone specious came to your store? And do you have a log of some kind of all of the purchases in your store?”

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Matilda clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth, messing about in this fortress only achieved wasting their time. She wanted to ride off toward Hdur, but she did not know what would happen to her during the night. Although she could handle herself in a fight, there was something frightening about wandering out in the fortress. Having that corpse walking around did not help her anxiety. “We can rest here, and head for Hdur when the sun rises.” She glared over toward Anderson. Even though she couldn’t see her expression, he could tell she was staring at him.

Sitting alone in another room, the room she was sitting in was partially open letting the moonlight fill half of the room. Resting up against a wall, her sword was standing near her upright. Taking off her helmet while taking a deep breath. Taking in the sound of the fauna outside. Her sense of tranquillity was disturbed by a noise coming from the other end of the room. Thinking it was some sort of creature hiding in the fortress, she gripped her sword hilt.

“You know, you will never find him. He’s as dead as ol Birk.” The voice was familiar to Matilda, it was an entity born from her family’s curse. Those who were unable to conquer the curse, ended up utterly insane.

“Be silent, we will find the prince. I know he is still alive, it would not make any sense for the kidnappers to kill their hostage.” She shook her head, as the eyes in the darkness seemed to roll in annoyance.

“Highly unlikely, they could have off em. Could have killed him once they had run his course. I would ave loved to see what they would have done to him, cutting off his fingers and toes. Enjoying his squeals while they cut off his peter. All because you could not save him.” The voice changed to the prince crying for Matilda to save him, before changing back to the voice laughing sadistically.

“SHUT YOUR MOUTH CUR.” Matilda screamed out, her voice echoing throughout the fortress. Her hand tightly gripped her sword.

‘You should be searching for him right now, you would have a better chance of finding him yourself.” The voice said which made Matilda shake her head.

“I don’t know if I could find him myself, which is why I have people helping me.” She waved her hand back and forth.

“Oh like that bumpkin bear, the necromancer, and that snooty tin man? They have done nothing to help your investigation. Tin man ditched you, and the other two were found squat except for talking to birds and dead bodies.” The voice’s voice was speaking to Matilda in a mocking manner.

“They have been quite helpful, so don’t underestimate their abilities. I believe in them.’ This made the voice chuckle.

“Ha, I highly doubt that. You would be better off without them, the rage is what get’s things done. SMASH AND RIP.” The voice seemed to disappear, its voice echoing in her ears. Matilda took the bottle of whiskey out, chugging the contents. Feeling a bit of her sanity starting to fade away.

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Matilda took the bottle from Anderson, looking quite annoyed that Henri would leave her group. What was especially annoying to her was that he left to join Jazdia. “Jazdia and the group with her, are investigating the assailants that tried to assassinate the king. I am not sure if he used the same method to communicate with me, with that Jazdia woman. So I do not know how he can contact her.” Not mentioning to Anderson she was an interloper that would need to be monitored. Matilda was unsure what her true intentions were. A very small part of her was worried that Henri had gotten himself in trouble.

“I believe we are done here, I do not think we can gather any more information from that…corpse.” She turned to walk out of the fortress, unless someone had some new information that should be shared with her.

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Matilda took the pencil and notebook from Anderson, jotting down a quick note before ripping the piece of paper. The contents of the note if looked at, would be summed up as what clues Matilda’s group found. And that they would be heading to Hdur. Handing the letter to Cedar once he was finished speaking with the corpse, “Give this message to that bird, and tell it márnanwen, meldë.” She hoped that the message would be able to be successfully delivered to Jazdia.

“And where the hell is Sir Henri? I thought he was with Cedar?” She turned to speak with Anderson. She worried that he had gotten himself into serious trouble exploring the fortress. Or had run into some unsavoury characters.

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The orc was looking quite frustrated by the lack of clues that could lead to saving the prince. “They may have gone to Hdur, but perhaps Hdur has no relation to the kidnappers. But it is best we search there. Perhaps Jazdia’s group has found something useful.” Impatiently waiting for the others to finish questioning the corpse. Matilda could not help but want to get some straight answers out of the corpse. But realistically it looked like there were not that many avenues to explore in the fortress.

While the others were questioning the corpse, she noticed Cedar coming back with a pigeon on his shoulder and a note in his hand. Reading the note she felt both frustration and some relief. She was glad that Jazdia’s group was able to find some information on the assassins. Feeling a bit of shame that her group was not able to find anything of use. They will have to gather what information they could gather here, and then meet with the others. If they got there earlier than the other group, then they could idle around the city for the time being. But she hoped they would reach the city at the exact same time.

“Anderson, I need a quill and ink. Do you or any of your men have anything I can use to respond to this message.” She interrupted his interrogation of the corpse. Stepping a little closer towards him.

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Matilda’s attention was turned toward the dead body in the room. Assuming that it could be one of the kidnappers, She turned to Cedar, Henri, and Anderson who just arrived at her location. “I have found some parchment, it looked like they did not have time to burn the evidence.” She handed Anderson her findings. She was joining the other two toward the corpse.

Her heart dropped seeing some tools that would be used for torturing someone. The thought of the prince being horribly tortured caused her heart to skip a beat. Her hand gripping into a fist, feeling helpless that she could not find the prince. She made her way toward the corpse and the bag of equipment. Searching for anything that could be used for the investigation, thinking that Cedar could track. Salvaging any tools and medical items for them to use. She checked the crockpot. Picking up the unburnt paper and handed it off to Henri. Watching him perform some sort of spell to try and recover the burnt document. Watching Henri soon leave for the submerged part of the fortress, she knew she would not survive thanks to how heavy her armour was.

Watching Solomon performing some unholy spell on the corpse to reanimate it, she thanked Solomon before asking her questions. “Firstly where are your other cohorts? Where did they take the prince? And is he safe and unharmed?”

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Matilda was glad that her helmet was blocking out the smell of horse dung and mold. Scanning the area where she should go next, heading towards the middle door. Treading carefully as she made her way further into the fortress. The sounds of water drops and other strange sounds did not help with her paranoia. But she assumed that she could be heard, because of her heavy armour. Stopping to check her surroundings, making sure there was no one waiting to ambush her. After a few silent moments, she could see the mark on her shoulder plate starting to glow red hot. Signifying that the others had arrived, walking further out towards what she presumed was the commander’s office.

The large orc was searching everywhere for any kind of clue, it didn’t matter if it was some sort of paperwork. What would be even better if she could find one of the kidnappers to interrogate. She hoped that the culprits were here, just so she could give them a well deserved beating.