The Fugitive [Talwyn, theseawitch and I]

[dust]

"The killer..." Al-Dan said. "I remember he wore black robes and he had a sharp sword. A katana, if I am correct. I also could sense magic flowing through him. I think he's from some kind of Order of assassins, if that exists in these lands. Maybe we could try to ask around in Tamasha, hoping we don't get caught by any bounty hunters or townguards."

[theseawitch]

The wolf nodded.
"That would be a good idea,"she agreed, yawning hugely.
The prospect of entering the village, however, worried her. People didn't seem to take well to giant wolves wandering through their conurbation.

[Talwyn]

Rubbing his chin Gwilyim appeared lost in his thoughts. Tamasha... hmmm... He wasn't sure about going there. From what he gathered, it seemed like Tamasha would be a large, busy city. Considering Al-dans current status, it seemed to Gwilyim this would be a perfect place to find trouble. And then there was the wolf. He couldn't be certain of course, but he knew for a fact that if she was to come into sight of any village in his homeland she would cause a mass panic.

Thinking about home, he sighed deeply. He never thought he would miss it this much. Shaking his head he turned to face his companions. "I do not know this place you call Tamasha. But it sounds to me like it is a large and busy city. Which would mean we have to be very careful considering your status Al-dan... I also think it would mean farewell would it not dear kenja ohkami? Or well, not straight away, but surely you cannot enter a city can you?." With a sigh, he raised his shoulders. "Oh well. I don't have any better idea's so for now lets just travel towards Tamasha. Lead the way my friends."