Private Tales Two Deaths, One Stone

[Kitra Sen]

Kitra grimaced. "Too bad that compass girl is on mission. Could have asked her to track things down..." She loosed a sigh, but her eyes ever vigilant to their surroundings. "But you are right. Working on an identity may help speed things along."

No one here would whisper, passing it along with the wind until it reached her ears. Vel Anir simply absorbed Kitra, and never had she felt so integrated into a city. Perhaps it was the occupation, a position with the Vigilite after she displayed her talents in taking down a corrupted Dreadlord that was days away from controlling Vel Cirak. Being properly employed than being a Dreadlord had kept her busy, but Kit did not mind the work.

There were times she felt guilty for being so busy, for not having the time to look out for those she had interest to keep an eye on.

"Want to visit his home? Maybe... fresh eyes could see something I missed." She had been there hours after the report came, and it had been luck that she even got the information in the first place. "It's on the other side of the docks..."

 

[Alistair Krixus]

"No, we can follow the man like you suggested...I'm just here to follow your directives."

Without explaining more, Alistair turned to follow after the man from a safe distance. He had no fear of losing the man as he had slipped one of his runes onto him as they spoke. He would not be able to hide from Alistair.

Even though he had lost sight of him, Alistair could now see the magical aura of his rune like a beacon among the crowds of people. He casually made his way through the crowd allowing people to move around him, if they did not then he would simply walk through them. Several larger individuals were surprised to learn that although Alistair may have a lean build, his muscles made it feel like they had just walked into a pole of metal.

"We can visit the home later if needed."

Kitra Sen