Rusky notices Kan's persistent stare.. 😛
"Here you go... *hands Kan 3 gp*, I'm <sure> you'll take the time to share this with the others, should you happen upon them" rusky says, attempting a convincing gaze.
"Please, take this *gives 5gp back to man*. Surely this loss has cost you enough.. I regret the attitude displayed here today. Good day to you."
Notices the man with the funny hat coming closer.
"Good day sir. Who might you be ?"
The man stops huffing and puffing "I am the owner of this carnival and this was my bear...
Lyu Mya bear nu tardu quoli dara...." he says to the other man
".... Hiey bear ys gyga gewot" replies the other man
The first man, wiv his hat, mutters a few words and makes a waving gesture with his arm towards the area where the bear stood.
"..hmmm strange, did anyone here use magic?" he asks you guys.
Ok so we have a chase on our hands!
Situation: The man in the white cloack is leading the chase since he is the target well d'uh followed by Ander and Vash at a distance of about 100ft, Kan is behind them another 90ft and Rusky and Sarwyn are behind Kan 40ft
Now who can keep this up.
The man in the white cloack is slowly gaining more ground on both Ander and Vash, the distance is now probably a 120ft. Kan is running like a trained runner with an excellent physical condition -kinda like a marathon runner- and is steady gaining ground, only behind 60 ft now, Rusky is quickly losing ground thanks to his armour which really isn't made for running and on top of that his shoulder is hurting like hell. Sarwyn has almost caught up with Kan, she is behind 10ft.
Ander and Vash you better do something soon or you are going to lose this guy. He made another turn left.