"Five silver pieces and that is my last offer else you can find you horse some place else."
Itru sent the horseseller infront of him his most irritated look, but he knew that he was at the disadvantage in this trade, he was in a hurry and a wellschooled merchant as the seller could feel it almost instantly and he had used it to press the price upwards. Not that Itru couldn't afford it, but he also knew that their was a limit to how much he could allow himself to spend, his purse wasn't limitless.
"Fine"
Itru swung the bag down infront of him and bowed down over it opening it and began searching through it, carefully moving ingredients and viels around until he found one of the small purses that was marked with the words "Silver", he carefully opened it and toke out five pieces, he stretched himself back into his full size and placed the five coins in the Merchants waiting hand. When the coins was placed in his hand he reached the other into the air and snapped immidiately a young boy came out from the nearby stables pulling a black skinned horse with him. Itru inspected the horse carefully but found no obvious flaws he nodded toke the harness and swung himself into the saddle, he didn't even both to say goodbye to the merchant and swung the horse around towards the main gate, it was then he saw that sky was still blackened with the smoke. He pressed the horse forward and stopped next to a guard that was looking quiet nervous.
"Why hasn't the fire been put out?"
"I Don't know sire"
Itru nodded and rode through the gate before pressing the horse into a galop towards the burning forest, it appeared that he had one last assignment before he left these parts.
Originally posted by jalek moyeSaix smiled " haha at least my penis is bigger than yours" He winked and started setting up the equipment. " im joking by the way, lighten up Taliset we should be enjoying ourselves right ?" Once the camp was set up Saix sat down on the ground. And smiled *Taliset is loosing it*
He laughed. "I'm sure that softie Saix will help you."
The two other bandits lept from the trees and one was hit in the chest by a slug, but the other succeeded in putting B on the ground. With his blade raised high, he was ready to drive the cold steel deeply into B's chest, with no remorse for the act. Just as he brought the blade down, no more than an inch from B's sternum, his face was met by the butt of the clockwork rifle. This of course sent him onto his back, letting B stand and take aim. The bandit stalled for a second before yelling at B, now with his helmet firmly over his face, "Who are you!?" B cocked his head slightly to the side and just stared for a moment. Finally he did speak, "Who? Who is but the form following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask." The bandit, not knowing what to say, could only say the words, "Well, I can see that!" B laughed coldy and replied, "Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is." The bandit frowned, just as a slug penetrated his skull.
Jillian sighed and sat down beside Taliset to rest for the night. Hope was in the tent already alseep. Jillian pulled a blanket over herself and curled up beside him. She felt guilty for doing this, but she just wanted to keep Hope safe. And maybe if she were to show loyalty towards this man, he wouldnt hurt her daugther or her husband.