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Bladecrest

Iris sighed heavily shoulder slumping slightly in relief "Thankfully..." She muttered before pushing on the thought of food and a warm bed came to mind giving her the strength to keep pressing on. "Might have to hide my face like before... just in case...." she thought aloud shifting trough her bag for her scarf once more. Last thing she needed was a town full of people being able to idenify her
 
"Wouldn't be a bad idea. The town's not as big as Bladecrest, but I'm sure some of your father's associates would recognize you." he said as they walked. As close as the town seemed, it still took another hour to get to the front gates. A guard stopped them, towering over the two like a mountain.


"Papers?" he ordered, holding out his hand. Elias dug through his bag, presenting his. "I'm Anderson, and this is my new wife, Melina. We haven't got her papers finalized yet, but rest assured, her last name is the same as mine." he said with a smile. The guard scowled at them, eyeing the papers for a moment.


"Alright, fine. Go ahead." he said as he moved out of the way, allowing them to pass. The town may have been small, but it was bustling, getting ready for the autumn festival. Elias picked up a flyer for the event, noting that it was two days away. Apparently there would be copious drinking and fireworks, a perfect diversion for his plan. Plus, they had two days to plan it out.
 
Iris wrapped the scarf around nose and mouth once more leaving only her eyes visible under her hood. Her cloak concealed most of her body once more. She stuck close to Silver as they passed the guards curious as to how many identities he must have when traveling. She glanced around at the busheling city and smiled. The idea of a festival excited her. One where she didn't have social pressure of upholding the family name."
 
Elias lead them through the crowds, occasionally dipping his fingers into a pocket or two. They soon reached the inn, a huge, two story building that was as rowdy and bustling as the city outside. He made his way to the inkeeper and bought a room, the last one they had because of the festival.


Leading her upstairs he opened their room and sighed, disappointed that they didn't get separate rooms.


"Alright, so here's the plan..." he said as he closed the door. "I'm going to bring us some food, and while you get some rest I'm going to wander around and see what sorts of information I can get."
 
Iris looked around the inn happy that it was heads and shoulder above the last they stayed in. Clean and well taken care of, though the location helped a fair bit. Once inside the room Irise pulled her hood back and pulled down her scarf listening to Silvers plan. She was a bit disappointed she wouldn't get to run around the town a well but understood why. She couldn't be recognized. So the neko nodded as she pulled off her cloak looking it over a reasoning it needed a good wash before they left and set it aside on a chair along with her pack.
 
Elias watched her for a moment before heading back downstairs to get them both some food. Two heaping bowls of stew with bread and cheese, along with a bottle of wine. He carried the food upstairs and balanced it as he opened the door, smiling a bit.


"Here you go. I think this will be better than what we've been having the last few days."
 
While Silver went to get food Iris was looking around the room and trying to make herself useful by bringing down the curtains and setting up the small table with chairs at least. Her ears perked up as the door opened and the smell of fresh stew caught her nose making her stomach growl more than ever. She didn't mind the blushing as she grinned "Thats putting it lightly." She chuckled softly taking a sat at the table tail swaying back and forth more lively than it had been all evening. She helped him set everything down making sure not to spill or make a mess. she dunked part of the bred in the stew for a taste and nearly melted. It was delicious!
 
Elias had been hiding how hungry he was, but as soon as he had the food on the table he started to eat. "The stew here is what they're best at. It's topped only by the wine." he explained with a little smile, uncorking the bottle and pouring them both a glass. He drank from his and sighed happily, tearing off a piece of his bread.
 
Iris nodded "mhmm" She hummed before swallowing the mouth full of food. "Its delicious." She grinned ears twitching happily. "Thank you."She nodded before going back to eating wanting to fully enjoy her mead. The two ate in a comfortable silence fully enjoying their meals after not eating well for two days. Iris sighed happy as she sipped on the last bit of wine in her glass, passing on a refill. She was used to a glass or two of wine, but knew better than to have more than one least she start showing her more feline tendencies a lot more.
 
Elias refilled her glass anyways with an almost invisible, defiant smirk. He finished his stew and bread, reaching for his pipe as he refilled his own glass.


"If I were to ever settle down, it would probably be here. This is the only place aside from home that I've ever felt this comfortable." he said, the wine seeming to loosen his inhibitions a bit. He was relaxed and happy, and seemed to finally drop his whole anti-social act.
 
Iris frowned slightly not really wanting to be wasteful. She settled in her chair leaning slightly on the table. She smiled over to him as he spoke up "Hmmm it is fairly nice here, very lively." She grinned to herself liking this version of Silver more. though they were both fairly relaxed after their long journey.
 
Elias watched her for a while, noting how she was smiling. He hated the idea of having a partner, or traveling with anyone... but she wasn't that bad. Sure, she would be useless in a fight, or probably even watching his back, but having company was a nice change.


"It's normally not this lively, it's only because of the festival that's going to be going on. Usually it's pretty quiet, and being on the lake means plenty of good seafood." he said, puffing on his pipe as he drank some more wine. He was finally relaxing, the food and wine helping it along a great deal. He sighed happily, walking over to the window to look out on the bustling town. Even though it was just past midnight, the activity showed no sign of slowing down. He began to wonder if it would be better to do the job the night of the festival, or perhaps earlier. He wasn't sure yet.
 
"Hmm was you home town really quiet aswell?" She questioned curiously before taking another sip of her wine. The bottle wasn't a strong brew but that didn't mean is wasn't effecting her. She was starting to feel warm and a slight buzz starting to form


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Elias glanced over at her a moment, closing the window and the shutters. "Well... Sort of. We had raids on our tribe constantly, and the sandstorms were murder. Besides that, it was pretty quiet. There are times that I miss it, but it's not like I can go back." he explained with a little shrug, sitting on the bed.
 
Iris tilted her head slightly at the mention of murders and sand storms. Was he from the desert lands? It was the only thing she could think of. Though the picture the he wanted wasn't a pleasant one, explained a few things. "Sounds really rough. "


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"Oh, quite the opposite. It was wonderful out there... You'll never see a clearer sky than the one after a sandstorm." he said with a small sigh, sipping at his wine. "Even with all the issues we had, it was peaceful. I certainly wouldn't mind staying here, though. Maybe one day... After I've saved up enough gold, I may buy a home here. One can dream, right?"
 
Iris smiled slighty "Well when you put it that way." She chuckled softly as she pulled her knees her her chest and rested her chin on her knees. "I've live in Bladecrest all my life so I never knew anything different. But the desert sounds nice." She smiled slightly before taking another sip. "Hm If you see enough of the artifacts you can possibly buy a small mansion." she chuckled
 
"The desert is beautiful. In fact, I'm thinking of heading to the World's Bridge after this job. I'd like to see the sands of my homeland again." he explained. He chuckled a bit and smiled. "With what I stole from your father, I have enough to get a small house right now. I have to save it, though. At least, as much of it I can save, what with travel expenses. I'm having to pay your way through this little excursion, which I expect you to pay back at some point."
 
Iris smirked slightly. "The fact that my father money is paying for it isn't enough?" She chuckle "I could always dip into the saving in my name. Though that would just draw attention to my self and get me caught." She shrugged slightly. "I'll figure out."
 
"I wouldn't worry about it just yet. We still have a lot of ground to cover before I drop you somewhere." he explained. "I figure this is too close for your comfort to just stop now, and you're going to get yourself killed if I'm not around." he said with an impish grin. "I'll just keep a tally of how much you owe me."
 
Iris snorted "Right right" She muttered before taking another long drink finishing what was left in the glass before setting the glass a side on the table. The idea of being left on her own didn't set all that well with her but she knew sticking with Silver wasn't much of an option. They might be okay now but she could tell he wasn't exactly fond of her, or her 'type' whatever that meant.
 
Elias finished off his glass and poured another, letting out a small sigh as he sat down next to the table again. "You know..." he said, the wine really starting to set in. "I think I just figured out why I took pity on your situation." he said, sipping at the wine. "I know what it's like to be in a prison... Not quite as cushy as yours, of course. It's the same idea." he said, relighting his pipe. "I must say, adding kidnapping to my list of crimes is new, though."
 
Iris chuckled "I don't know if I'd call it kidnapping if your 'victim' Black mailed you into taking them." She quirked pointed out before leaning back in her seat feeling pleasantly relaxed. "If its and consolation I wouldn't turn you in for it."
 
"Blackmail or no, if I'm caught then it'll matter little to the courts." he explained with a small laugh. "You have the makings of quite the blackhand, miss. Were I with a guild, I'd see about getting you a place." He offered a little smile, drinking the wine a bit quicker than he was expecting to.


"Though, knowing you won't turn me in helps. I will say, I know it's because you'll just get sent back to your father."
 
"Ugh don't remind me." She rolled her eyes not really wanting to think about the hell that would await her if she ever was sent back home. She'd have to make sure that never happened, not until she was settled somewhere else, possibly married to make sure he had no rights over her. That thought was rather chilling but it couldn't be all bad, right? "Hm Blackhand?"
 

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