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It wasn't the crowds that did him in. It wasn't the press of bodies or the feel of the crush. No. Jast’s demons were at home. But he knew the look Syele held in her eyes as she stepped out of the crowd. The way that her gaze cast down and side to side. How she moved, her muscles tense and never...

”I got it!” He assured Syele as he quickly rushed after her. Slinging a pack onto his back that was laden with the supplies he had set out the night before. Rope, grappling hook, masks, a few smoke bombs, and some other gear that might come in handy. Jast wasn't exactly a professional thief...

"I don't know." Jast admitted quietly. "I certainly hope so." The words rang hollow to even his own ears. The fight had started hard and had never become easier, not for one day. It seemed that with every new challenge, they slipped further and further into the mud. A necessity, he always told...

"That one?" Jast said as he leaned back against the stonewall, shifting the flask in his lap. "Roundabout way." He said, glancing over his shoulder at one of the windows nearby. "Story beat me before I could get back." Which meant his part of the mission had been successful. The rumor had now...

As Syele wandered back to their shared Inn, she would find the slumped over form of Jaster Marr leaning just against the door frame. Propped up outside on the drunkards bench. There was no one else with him, though from the sounds echoing from the door besides him that was not for a lack of...

By the time Jast reached the fifth tavern things had become something of a blur. Even with his staggered drinking, enough liquor had reached his stomach that things became a tad fuzzy. The mission was still on the forefront of his mind of course, it always would be, but by the time he left the...

“Y-you take thiiiis one.” Jast said as he slid over the small glass to his companion. ”Annnnd I'll take this'll one.” He slurred, taking the other glass filled with clear liquid and bringing it to his lips. The man across the table did the same, and in tandem their heads shot back as the Yudra...

Jast followed along as Syele guided them towards the inn, his gaze flickering over towards her for a brief moment. They hadn't known one another long, a couple of days and the journey to Elbion added along with that. It hadn't been more than a month, but he had the right of her. At least he...

Jast paused for only a moment as Syele did, offering her a small smile that was mostly hidden by his beard. There was something inscrutable about the way the former Guardsmen carried himself. A face that had fractured into many pieces and now only presented itself part by part. It was...

There wasn't even a second of doubt in Jast's eyes. Even through the half broken glasses it was obvious that he believed in the chosen course. Before the end they would need to do much worse, he knew that better than anyone else. A little protest was nothing, nothing compared to the steps they...

Jast offered Syele a wide grin. "Oh, I've left a few behind for sure." The former guardsmen said regarding his senses, though quickly skipped over the accusation that Syele presented. She wasn't wrong of course, but the fact was they needed those artifacts from the College. It wasn't likely...

“Aye!” Chirped the guard, apparently disarmed by their lies. His three fellows now looked decidedly disinterested, one picking at the ground with his spear while the other two simply stared off Into space. Ill-disciplined. Had Jast and Syele wanted these men would be dead within the span of a...

Jast's eyes sprang almost immediately to the four men moving at a leisurely pace up the road. His fingers tightened on the reins for a brief moment, but only long enough for him to force a measure of calm through his muscles. The City Watch of Elbion was no Anirian Guard, that much he knew to...

"It's better than home, in some ways." The College, as far as Jast knew, wasn't any sort of military organization. Most of the mages there weren't focused on war or battle, but instead labeled themselves as Academic and Scholars. That alone would give them an up. No one would be looking at them...

He glanced over towards Syele, the woman really did have to have a plan for everything. It was a good trait for a soldier to have, really, and Jast supposed that he shouldn't have been too surprised. From every indication, it seemed that she'd once been one of the best. "Straight as we can, I...