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The Shattering of Aegis

_{✧ Location: Soft Haven - Road to Bounty House ✧ Purse: 20 copper ✧ Interactions: @Hero✧}

Ermes made it only a couple steps further before realizing that his new companion had stopped dead in her tracks. He lazily turned around to face her, trying to judge the tone of her voice. He blinked twice as he let the question sink in. You aren't aware of your type of magic?. She began to walk again, moving past him and leaving him stunned for just a moment. His gaze followed her until he'd turned his head and body and began to walk behind her. She seemed to be in thought, as if what he'd said was something unthinkable. But her question still ran through his mind. Somehow she knew more about his magic than he did, the idea alone bringing a bit of frown to his face as he followed behind her.

His steps were silent and light, the traces in the path hardly visible. Ermes was about to speak, asking what she meant by his type of magic, and to know what other forms there were. Did she have magic? What type was she? Questions swam around his mind, his mouth partially open to speak when finally she did instead. He slowly closed his mouth, listening intently as she explained what Genesian magic was. Apparently there were others with his type that could control objects as opposed to create them. It seemed a bit limited and frankly useless but then again it could just be because he already knew of uses for his kind.

Ermes rolled his eyes as she made notice of the wheel tracks and large footprints. Granted he hadn't thought of an orc, thought the possibility was certainly there. Of course he'd already know the other tracks were simply that of a wagons, which made him wonder just how stupid she thought he was. Then the most insulting thing she could've done happened. She bent down in front of him to match his eye level. Ermes had a very unimpressed look in his eyes as he stared straight at her with his dark and baggy eyes. "Tch. Who says I don't just reanimate the dead? It's not hard to find an animal carcass around here. Easy enough to store and carry for when it's needed. As far as i'm concerned people aren't the real monsters. There are worse things out there.``

As the stranger straightened up and began to introduce herself, Ermes began to walk again, moving past her. "That's rather a mouthful. Can I just call you Eila? E would be shorter but I doubt you'd care for that name. Oh, names Ermes I guess. Ermes De Luca. So, what form of magic do you have? Or do you just study it." As he rounded the second bend, there stood an impressively large orc. Cuts littered her arm and she seemed to be sighing in…disappointment? "Well what do you know Eil, you were right about those tracks after all." It was difficult to ascertain a tone from Ermes, as he spoke in nearly flat low tone with hardly any emotion thrust into his words save for when he pressed on keywords to accentuate what he was saying.

The Shattering of Aegis

_{✧ Location: Soft Haven - Road to Bounty House ✧ Purse: 20 copper ✧ Interactions: @Hero ✧}

Ermes couldn't help but notice the woman's starring. He matched her gaze with a deadpan stare, waiting for whatever marvel she was looking at to wear off. Given the choices he figured it was either his hair, his height, or his age. All of which had been centerholds for conversations whenever he first met someone. That is if they didn't just avoid him entirely. A part of him wanted to roll his eyes at her, it wasn't her fault by any means, after all she just met him, but he'd met dozens of her before. Ermes was waiting for all the usual questions to come in, but to his surprise there were none. Or at the very least none that were common.

His eyes widened slightly as she mentioned his current state of being alone, before following up with strange statements. "Uh…" His mouth went agape trying to think of how to answer her, when she walked past him and continued on the way without him. Ermes quickly turned around, doubling his steps just to catch up with her before finally keeping pace alongside. "I didn't know that there was something out here. I woke up and the ground around me was clawed up quite deep. There was the feeling of a dreadful presence though…I don't feel it anymore. But the marks on this path are relatively fresh so I figure it's still out there. Besides, it's not like it could just vanish." He punctuated the ending with a sarcastic tone, shrugging his shoulders as if to say he had no further explanation for the events.

He continued to look at her for a moment as they walked. Clearly in thought as to something she had said. "You mentioned Genesians. What is that? And why do you study them?" Ermes asked as his deadpan expression turned into one more for curiosity. He'd heard the word before, heard it whispered around Wilree or mention of it in talks he eavesdropped on, but never learned its actual meaning. Till now, he had assumed it was some form of slur. His dark eyes fixated on the strange cloaked woman, trying to peer through the hood and see what it was she was hiding.

The Gifted - Concluded

Maximillian Gray

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Location: Green Lagoon
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit

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As Max passed by Jack, he kept the mutant in his periphery, still unsure of the trustworthiness of him. The real Jack…the old Jack, had had his mind manipulated by his father and later kidnapped Sunshine. Most likely it happened when they'd spoken back at the Cherry Bomb. Luckily they'd removed that control, now only to have them all thrown into a new dilemma. A clone made by his father. Even with a skilled telepath, they likely wouldn't detect something abnormal. Chances were that Sinister would've made a new failsafe. Something biological given his field of study and expertise. Max shifted his eyes ahead of himself, pressing forward at a faster pace as he shoved the thoughts aside and tried to focus on the task at hand, finding Pixie.

He ran through the logical locations. Deciding that the highest chance of seeing her would be at the Akademos. He kept her drink of choice in mind at the back of his head. No sense in conjuring it too early, and chances were Pixie would enjoy seeing him do his magic. She was interesting that way. He never helped but notice how her large black eyes would seemingly glance his way when casting, though she seemed more curious at the magic itself than anything. Just as he was approaching the building, Pixie flew up towards the top levels, barely missing Max and he barely missed her. Had this been a sitcom, he surely would've opened one door as she fled through another. He sighed, placing his hands on his hips as he looked around the grounds. The Akademos was huge, and the island even larger. If he kept this up it'd take all day just to find her.

So Max did what any reasonable mutant would do. Scry. Or he would, had he not wanted to seem creepy, instead he asked the nearest student by him if they'd seen Pixie and where'd she'd gone. The student replied with a bit of a chuckle, only for Max to realize why as he pointed up towards the sky. Max, hero of Genosha, student to the Sorcerer Supreme, and acquaintance of Wanda Maximoff, had somehow missed something that was directly in front of him. Or in this case something right above him. He smiled and thanked the student, before looking up and giving his best shot at a New York cab whistle to try and grab Pixies attention. "Hey! Pixie! Down here!"

Echo

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Location: Green Lagoon
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Echo watched as David's hair sprung back into place. It was amazing to him how someone so powerful, with so many personalities and people inside of his own mind, could still remain so childlike. Or was it because of all these other personalities that he retained his childlike wonder? He decided not to ask. He stared at him lovingly for a moment, taking in his messy hair and goofy smile, the area around him. Most people would be intimidated, others afraid, but if anything David's powers matched Harry's ambition. He wanted to be more, to do more, and here was someone who had it all and yet still chose him.

He ran his hand through his hair, the colors rapidly shifting like kinetic sand. "Here's hoping no one's trying to talk to us then. Wouldn't want to seem rude…or wake up with a sharpie mustache." Harry said with a laugh. He thought of Sunshine pulling such a prank, Marrow only serving to encourage her. He thought about telling them the news, though Harry figured the two had most likely guessed it already. He wondered what Veil would think, would she be happy for him? Worried? There was a small knot in his stomach now. "Im…kinda nervous to tell my twin about it. Though I'm sure she'll love you just as much."

The Shattering of Aegis

_{✧ Location: Soft Haven - Road to Bounty House ✧ Purse: 20 copper ✧ Interactions: @Hero ✧}

The start of the path wasn't much to look at. Sparse tracks of caravans past, a few footprints that showed regular travel from days prior. Nothing new, and certainly no sight of whatever had left its mark by him this morning. As he pressed forward however, the sluggishness of the day before had seemed to slip away. Slowly being replaced by concern and fear as a new set of footprints had emerged. Larger, sunken marks that trampled across the way and through bushes. Areas flattened down by some gargantuan beast. Suddenly Ermes was very aware of the sound of his own heartbeat. Hearing it thrum inside his ears as his steps grew slower and slower, stopping to examine new bits of wreckage. He hadn't realized how much time had passed, nor did he particularly care, but there was the sound of footprints off in the distance behind him.

Quickly his mind began to work in overdrive, trying to think of what he'd learned back at The Mist. Ermes wasn't always the best fighter, he preferred to divide his enemies attention between multiple targets. So he quietly slipped behind a tree, summoning a small skeletal cat that would last long enough to aid in battle without draining him too much. The bony structure leaped up onto his shoulder as he quietly made his way towards the sound, having it jump out first before he appeared behind his target. Ermes was ready for a tough battle, but what he saw wasn't a monster at all, and certainly didn't appear to have claws long enough to leave those gashes in the ground. His shoulders slumped as he let out a sigh before even speaking, his voice sounding more annoyed than anything.

"Hey. You might want to be careful up ahead. I think there's a large creature roaming around. Left some marks not too far from here over by where I camped last night. For a second I thought it was you having come to finish the job." Ermes let out another sigh as he walked around Eila. He snapped his fingers and his small skeletal cat came pouncing back onto his shoulder, nuzzling inside the fur collar of his coat. "You're more than welcome to stick around with me if you'd like. Seems we're headed the same direction, unless this road leads elsewhere I didn't know of. After all, if you're looking for the Bounty House then you must have some form of skill, one that would hopefully work well against whatever's terrorizing these woods." Ermes said as he pointed behind him a bit further down the road where the trampled bushes lay.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Demetri both relished and loathed the quiet of this Grove. While it was true that he couldn't be a nuisance to anyone in here, it did have the unfortunate downfall of allowing him to simmer within his own thoughts. Memories flashed inside his mind, times spent with Zeke at this location. He reached up to feel the beanie Zeke had gifted him near his birthday, his thoughts cut short as a loud banging began to resonate nearby. Demi hadn't been aware of how close to the border this grove was, but as he shifted his way around the tree he saw a large beast bashing into the camp's barrier. He flinched at the next thud, worried for a moment that the defenses would fail just in time for him to become dinner. "Can't I have one moment of privacy?"

Demetri felt something inside him tug. A marionette pulling the strings of his body as if to direct him on what to do. His eyes fixated on the Manticore, studying it, before decidedly going for the large stinger on its back. Demi lifted his hand, the shadows of the beast's tail following suit as they wrapped around the appendage and jabbed the stinger into the creature's back. If it had a poison, it didn't seem to affect it. He now stood on the thin line of anger and concern. His other hand moving as if on its own, the shadows of the manticore wriggling up and wrapping around its legs to keep it held in place. "Leave here, or my next move won't be so kind." The strings he'd felt tugging on him began to feel taught, ready to snap at a notice. Shadows creeped around him without his notice as he stared down the manticore.

Held Roll

If the manticore tries to attack or come closer, Demi will summon shadows to wring its neck in an attempt to snap or choke it.

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Cassian Rudenko

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Location: Arena
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Cassian cast his gaze downwards as Leda mentioned the other children of the gods. He hadn't considered how selfish it must seem to whine about not seeing your father when there were kids who weren't even claimed, others who had never met their parents, and then those who only saw them when they needed something from their children. He pursed his lips before exhaling. "I suppose you're right. I'm lucky enough that he was punished to be here, and I'm sure I'll see him soon. After all that what you big three prophecy kids are for right? To end all of this?" The gods had to stop arguing once the items were found…right?

Cassian had overheard a few campers talking about the meeting. Some saying that it was most likely going to be ending soon. He supposed that Leda had also heard, watching her as her weight shifted from one leg to the other. He was about to try and break off so that she could go when she ended up doing it herself. Cass awkwardly chuckled, giving her a half-cocked smile. "Yeah. Sounds like it should be wrapping up pretty soon. But try and make it back alive ok?"

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Agrabah
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Maddie found himself smiling more and more around this group. Despite the fits of awkwardness, and bouts of shyness that seemed to plague him around each corner, he realized he was having more fun here in Agrabah than he had in a while. There was no infighting, no yelling or arguing, just people that he would hopefully be able to call friends in the future. One of them at least was his boyfriend. "Kansas. Heh, I like that." It was a great reference, and a reminder as to where they all came from.

Maddie noticed as Colby began to pull away, Willow fell back in step, Aurora and Chesire seemed to notice a danger warning them to act normal. Maddie didn't know if anyone had ever actually benefited from that advice. Suddenly he was aware of his arms, of how they moved, and he didn't know where to place them. His steps now felt calculated as if he had to think about their placements. He tried to pull back, to shift his focus, thinking only of the awkwardness of his arms as he placed his hands into his pockets. "The weather is looking good for now, but I didn't bring anything in case it changes suddenly. How about you guys?"

The Gifted - Concluded

Maximillian Gray

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Location: Green Lagoon
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit

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Max nodded along to Veil. He figured he could find Pixie at one of her usual locations. Thinking of which place to go to first as he waited for Veil and Callie to cross through the portal he'd made before following shortly after. The portal closed behind him and he could see the afternoon rush coming in, Harry and another mutant sat eerily still at a table while Sunshine and Marrow watched from afar. The scene itself seemed a little weird but he didn't feel as if any of them were in any real danger. Max wondered if he would be able to grab two drinks to go, perhaps using it as a peace offering for the information he was about to be asking for. Pixie seemed hesitant enough talking about the gems and his soul staff, he wasn't sure how willing she'd be to talk about these matters.

Max took a step towards the bar, deciding he didn't need to push his luck and would just create the drinks when he got there. After all, Pixie tended to view him differently when he used his magic. He wasn't sure in what way that was, but he hoped it was all in good light. As he began to make his way out of the Green Lagoon, he started thinking about their destination, wondering softly out loud to himself so that Ben could hear. "I've only been to New Orleans once before. Technically it was in another reality, but I can still picture the location clearly in my mind. If it held any significance to Casper and Jack…what're the chances it'll be nearby to your resting place? Think it's worth a shot?"

As usual there was no response. Max let out a small sigh followed by a light chuckle. "Right. I'm not sure why I expected to suddenly be able to hear you. For what it's worth, I really hope that we can pull this off. Most of all for you. Even if I didn't originally believe you were real and were just a drugged up hallucination of a human man. No offense, Casper just wasn't the most…reliable source?" The air remained quiet, and even if Ben was with Max, he felt incredibly alone. Max adjusted his jacket, walking with more purpose as he began to search for Pixie.

Echo

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Harry looked around, taking it all in. The Astral Plane. David said it so plainly, as if this was just another Tuesday for him. Then again, this probably was just another Tuesday for him. He'd mentioned escaping here to hide when he was younger, a place where only telepaths could hide. Harry had heard of people using escapism as a way to leave bad situations, but this took the meaning to a whole new level. What was more, Harry looked fairly different in this realm, but David seemed unchanged. Unashamedly himself. He couldn't help but crack a smile at the fact. In a place sequestered for telepaths only, where someone could be anything they wanted to be, and anywhere they wanted to be, David chose to be himself. Then again when you had so many personalities in one body, oneself was just enough.

Harry kissed David back, placing one hand over his while the other mirrors David's hand by resting above his hip. When David finally pulled away from the kiss Harry simply said "Any place is fine so long as you're there. Even with your messed up Astral hair." He said while running his fingers through his hair in an attempt to fix it a little. Harry gave David a warm smile before pulling him in for another kiss, shorter but still with passion before something sparked at the back of his head. "Wait, if we're in the Astral Plane…where are our bodies?"

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Demetri stopped his tracks for a brief moment as he felt Zeke squeeze his hand. A brief flicker of appreciation fluttered through his heart before becoming consumed within darkness. He'd promised to come find him, but regardless of how genuine the words were, they fell on deaf ears. Demi didn't need Eidolons to whisper darker thoughts into his head. He didn't need the soldiers of Gaea to turn him against himself. He did it fine all on his own. Nancy's words stung more than she could possibly know. Each one digging further into what Demetri already knew, no one truly cared about him. No one wanted him around. Zeke was most likely only putting up with him as a ploy to pull Janelle's attention.

Tears began to swell in his eyes as he continued moving away. Demi tried holding them back, trying not to make a scene, when he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. He spun around and saw Madalyne. Demetri pulled back just enough so that her hand would fall off, her question broke him. "No. was all he managed to choke out before he began to sob. But Mady didn't need to see this, she didn't need to be burdened by him anymore than Zeke and Nancy needed it. I'll come find you. Fine. If that were true, Demetri would have to see. He quickly shifted into a small bird and took flight. Darting up into the sky and past the fields, soaring over the trees that made up the capture the flag forest and made his way down into his and Zeke's secret spot.

Demetri careened down, shifting at the last second as he just let himself fall two feet from the ground. Here he was safe. Here no one could bother him. Here he couldn't bother anyone. He crawled over to the nearest tree trunk, huddling up against it as he tried to stifle his tears. His breaths were shaky, shallow, and irregular as his tears turned into sobs. He tried to reign it in, to bottle it up inside and act like everything was fine. But for the first time in a long while he felt utterly alone. His flaw kept creeping up on him, making him think things that weren't even true. He's not going to find you. He won't even try. Why would he? You're of no real use to him yet. He doesn't even care enough to remember how to get here. Demi tried to push back the thoughts, but the more he fought the more they came.

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Cassian Rudenko

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Location: Arena
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Cassian chuckled at her joke. He hadn't thought of it that way, especially being that she was in a relationship with Kira. But nevertheless it had been said and now she had it over him to tease him. "Not at all what I meant. Just. Like to stay a bit private about certain parts of my life. I'm sure you could understand." He wasn't even sure she could understand. She seemed so bubbly and outgoing, even if her sparky remarks set a good barrier between her and others. But even still, she didn't seem guarded, nor was he certain she had a family legacy that could spoil her reputation. He watched as she rolled her eyes at him and he couldn't help but wonder exactly what had annoyed her, that is until she spoke.

No one liked someone who whined. And while he certainly just had, he couldn't help but feel jealous. His father was Dionysus. A demi-god who rose to God hood from his deeds and quests. How was Cassian to live up to such an experience when all he did so far was work at camp and help the nature spirits with their magic. Leda went ahead and called his powers cheats again, though he sensed no malice in her words. She had no other way to describe them, being that he hadn't revealed anything. "Don't worry, I'll make sure my skills and cheats are polished for when my number does come. Hopefully we can end this all soon…I finally get to be at my fathers camp and he has to go off and deal with the gods. I thought I'd finally get to meet him. Till then, all I can do is try to make him proud." Whatever the issues where, he hoped his great grandmother wasn't involved.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Agrabah
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It was a strange sensation having his father pat his head like that. On one hand it was comforting, something he'd looked forward to since he could recall. Not just any form of affection, but one from his actual father. On the other hand however, he was someone he'd just met. They hardly knew each other and yet there was still a connection. Maddie didn't know how to feel about all of it. He bit his lower lip, thinking, listening to what his father had to say. Don't act nervous How could he not? That was his default, anxiety was a common friend of his as normalcy left him behind. "Right." He didn't sound convinced. Fortunately for him, Jasmine came in with all the appropriate papers, he took his and looked them over though he wasn't quite certain what he was looking for.

When Maddie had heard that they were all royals, well the bright outfit suddenly seemed to fit right in. A bit of weight left his shoulders though not much. After all, they were all part of the same family now, which meant that unless they were all from the far off land of Alabama,Maddie and Colby should refrain from any usual shows of affection. He made his way over towards Colby as he continued to look at the foreign piece of paper. "So…bro, how's about you do all the talking. Otherwise we're likely to get caught." He hated that whole sentence. From the unfortunate use of the word bro, to having to admit his failing outlook. "Well, a signal should be something we can't accidently do, but is easy enough to see. We could have a phrase? Like Hey family, how long has it been since we've danced the mamushka? Or I don't know, could just do a peace sign. That can't be common

The Shattering of Aegis

_{✧ Location: Soft Haven North of the Cemetery ✧ Purse: 20 copper ✧ Interactions: ✧}

Night was beginning to fall fast as Ermes began to approach Soft Haven. He took measure of how much coin he had left and had decided he didn't have enough to spend on a night at the local inn. From the information he'd gathered, there was a Cemetery to the east of the town, just outside its walls where hopefully none would disturb him. As he began to approach the entrance, the winds shifted slightly as the scent of herbal smoke wafted in the air. Ermes paused, wondering if perhaps there were people out at night offering their prayers, or had they just left, leaving him alone to the safety of the night and the company of the dead. He began to approach slowly, seeing a luminous glow coming from inside the Cemetery. Voices drifted along the air as Ermes realized that something was within the walls of the graveyard. His instincts kicked in, hunching low as he silenced his steps to see if it was potentially the spirits of the dead or just those visiting them.

When he finally saw the pair, he rolled his eyes and began to make his walk back outside. The grounds were already taken by others, leaving only the expanse of the forest nearby as his place to rest. He didn't dare walk much farther, his legs already tired from the journey here, his stomach growling and begging for him to grab something to eat. Ermes looked around the forest, deciding he didn't have the energy to capture, drain, and cook something. So instead he did the only logical thing he could do. He found the tree with a wide enough trunk, leaned up against it, and spent all of his Aether into creating a tent made of bones and sinew. As the last of his magic flowed out of him, he passed out from aetheric exhaustion, guaranteeing a good night's sleep.

As twilight hit, Ermes broke out in a panic. The makeshift tent had long since dissipated, leaving him out in the open. The forest was still, the sounds drowned out by the loud drumming in his ears, and the sharp shallow breaths that he took. He only dared to look out through his periphery, afraid of what he might find in the dark of this forest. Fear clung in the air and suddenly, it was gone. It stayed with Ermes, like a cold that soaked your bones, slowly draining out of him until once again exhaustion took its hold and he passed out once more. Morning came as light flickered through the canopy of the trees. A stray light managed to get past the shadowy mess that was his hair as it hit his eye. Ermes groaned in his sleep, slowly getting up as he began to stretch from the hardness of the floor.

It was in this morning light that Ermes had finally noticed the claw marks that raked the ground around him. They made their way from the base of the tree all around him until it hit the other side. His chest felt as if it was in a vice grip as he slowly stood up from his spot and gathered his things. It was too early to be wasting his magic, but Ermes feared what might happen if he stepped over the circle. He took one long shaky breath before decidedly crossing over. Whatever it was that had seen fit to find him in the night had left him alone. There was solace in that he had decided. Unfortunately for him, Ermes had no idea where the bountyhouse was. He had no intention of searching for it aimlessly and so he made his way over towards the guards outside the gates.

As he approached the northern gate, Ermes spotted two guards standing by the entrance. Another two were inspecting a carriage, clearly focused on their work as the others stood by and watched. He took note of where they seemed to check, marking it off as potentially useful information for later while scanning the Northgates exterior. A large wooden gate was the main line of defense, followed by an iron one that seemed to hang above. Escaping it would take a bit of finesse, but it was potentially doable if ever needed. As Ermes clung to the shadows of the trees, he made his way towards one of the guards, asking them where he could find the bountyhouse. They gave him a rather skeptical look, after jumping ever so slightly from his sudden appearance, before finally answering his questions and pointing him in the right direction. He thanked the guard, his voice still sleepy, before making his way over towards his mark.