Supposedly the Greater Good

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she looked from one to the other, straightening herslef up straight "please...i wont be a nuisance..." she looked him in the eye to show that she wasn`t lying, and that she was stronger

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh looked over the girl, before saying, "I don't see why not. Sure, come along, but we'll be going back to the inn after we're finished on the 'tour', so if you're planning to stay away from here, we might need to drop you off somewhere." He smirked a little to himself. "Right, well, grab your things, I'll take us around, meet you outside." With that, Fyroh opened the door of the tavern and stepped out into the night. There was still a little light on the horizon, but the sun was no longer visible. Fyroh didn't seem to care one bit, though. His face was lit up, and a grin was clearly shining out of his mouth, as if he were a little kid going to a playpark.

Vlaardi sighed. "Don't let him die, please." he muttered. "Keep the fool out of trouble." With that, he rose out of his seat, and walked over to the bar. He had a quiet talk with the bartender, who then produced two glasses, pouring a thinly tinted purple liquid into each, topping them up with a little water. Vlaardi gave the bartender two small coins, before returning, and sitting at the same table as Archaic, pushing one of the glasses to him. "Have a sip of that." he said. "Doesn't look appetising, but it's good. Barkeep makes it himself, won't get the same anywhere else. Very fresh taste to it, tastes warm going down your throat, leaves your breath feeling fresh, too. Might take a while to get used to it." He took a small sip, before continuing, "Only have a little bit per sip, though. Quite strong if you have too much of it in one... You've eaten, haven't you? I'll order myself something later, if you're still hungry I'll order yours with it." Vlaardi gave Archaic a quick smile before taking another sip of his drink.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she eyed him nervously, frowning slightly but stayed undittered. she satyed for a few seconds in the inn, then jpined them outside

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor stepped outside along with Fyroh, surveying her surroundings and allowing her eyes to adjust. They seemed to be a luminescent yellow, almost glowing on their own. "I'll take the back of the group to prevent any attacks from behind. You never really know around here at night. I travel enough at night to know." She spotted another coin on the ground, and swiped it with her tail, careful to keep it out of view and pocket it fast. She wondered how the raptor's coins managed to escape him with the attitude he had..

[Somebody]

The raptor steamed with anger, pacing back and forth in a alley near the inn. "How could I be so careless, to let me earnings slip away." he furiated to himself. "I got to get the gold back, otherwise I killed for nothing" With that he raced back down the alley torward the inn, stopping before he got to the street. There were voices outside, ones he had heard previously. He slipped into a shadow, listening and watching to gain insight on their actions. he noticed some of his coins on the ground near the alleyway. "My gold!" he thought before climbing up the side of the building, using his powerful legs to boost him up where he looked down upon them.

The streets were mostly desolate save for a few night owl furs hitting the pubs. The few below him seemed aweful uncoordinated to be part of any movement or effort. At most they seem like any others out on the town. He looked each of them over, getting a good look in case he needed to remember them later. One was the dragon with the scythe, she seemed to be distant from the others and more weary of what the night holds. "Smart one" he said before noticing her picking up another coin with her tail. He shook his fist in fustration. "Why does it always have to come to thiss?" he fumed. He couldn't make a move in front of such a central place like a inn, he'd have to be crafty.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

A rustle made Rigor's eye draw to an empty spot in the dark near the inn. She was aware of her surroundings, and could smell a familiar scent in the air.. It was the raptor again. But the rustling was not him. He seemed too trained for such a thing. A small rodent scurried into the light and tilted its head quizzically before continuing its run across the path and into a crack in the wall of the inn. Foolish thing. At least it was smart enough not to be out at night. She played with one of the two coins in her pocket and grinned, knowing the raptor had to be watching.. Knowing he had to believe she was picking them up out of greed. It was something to do while she waited for the others.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh unsheathed his sword, spinning it idly in his hands. Though his senses were keen, he hadn't noticed any particular signs of danger yet. Slowly, he brought himself through the motions of attacking an enemy, bringing his sword through midair, using both hands, then one hand, then the other, just to keep himself occupied. Eventually, he unhooked his shield from his back, and held that in his left hand, then sheathed his sword. "What's taking the others so long?" he muttered, adjusting his chainmail beneath his clothes and his shield. He didn't look at Rigor. He had no need. Nor did he look for any immediate danger. He was in front of an inn, and Vlaardi was just inside, he'd be fine. Once they were off, perhaps.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she swung her legs on the wall beside the inn,unsure of what to do, after all this was a big thing to go on but adventure was what she was up for and it wouldn`t let her down...hopefully

[Arke]

Shadow follows the others outside, producing a fireball in one paw that burned as well as any lamp. "So, shall we begin?" He took note of Fyrohs weapons, should worse come to worse. Things seemed placid enough, but the light of the inn falling on them through the windows seemed to mark an area of safety. In the darkness beyond, things would be less comfortable.

Archaic smiled at the human, taking the glass with some trepidation. It certainly did not look appetizing, and its scent was strong indeed, making him regret taking such a deep whiff. But it did feel warm going down, and the taste was hardly unpleasant in the small sip the coyote took. "Thank you. And don't worry, Shadow always orders me more than I can eat anyway." He paused for a second sip, drawing it out but not drinking too much. "So, why are you here? Something about a meeting, right?" Archaic takes a third sip and smiles. "This is pretty good, by the way."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh grinned. "Of course." he replied. "I'll stay in the lead, but seriously, don't attack anyone, especially not guards, just let me talk to them. At worst, draw your weapons if a threat appears, normally they go." With that, he started leading the group across a street, then turned off onto a larger one. "Market's just ahead. A few shops here and such, nothing of major interest. Don't speak out against Justice around these parts, as most Justice members are around here..."
"Halt!" someone shouted; a man emerged from the shadows, clad in plated armour, holding a spear. Another guard, a furre, came out of the shadows to join him. "What business do you have at night?"
Fyroh looked over the men. "Good evening." he replied. "My friends here, they're new to the city. I'm showing them around where they need to go, as I won't be there to do it tomorrow."
The man nodded. "Hmm... Alright, I suppose that's fair enough... Well, I won't ask you too many questio-"
"Hold it! Have you not noticed he's armed to the teeth?! He could be a rebel against his majesty, the King!!" the other guard practically spat.
The first guard gulped. "I-I suppose... but surely if they were rebels, they would have-"
"You! Extinguish the flame!" the furry guard shouted to Shadow.
Fyroh quickly stepped forwards. "Now, now, don't get hasty, we're just using that as a light for us to see-"
"I'm sorry, but we can't risk it. You know the dangers of the night, surely... Let us see all your weapons, and I'll decide if you can go past or not." the man said
Fyroh looked curiously at the guard. "All my weapons are for self-defence purposes only, I assure you-"
The furry guard aimed his spear at Fyroh. "You heard the man! All your weapons, on the floor, now!"
Fyroh groaned. "Alright, we have no choice, then." With that, he set down his shield and sword, motioning to the rest of them to do the same.

Vlaardi took another sip. "You sure about that? Fair enough." he replied, looking over his shoulder at the barkeeper, making a little signal with his hands. The barkeeper nodded, seemingly understanding it. "Maaaaaaary!!" the barkeeper shouted.
Smirking a little, Vlaardi looked back to Archaic. "Yeah. A meeting with some friends, but I don't think they're coming now. Perhaps one of us got the date or time wrong." In all honesty, Vlaardi didn't know if the meeting was going on or not. He hadn't seen any Justice members go through the inn to the basement, but perhaps they had been there by the time they'd arrived? And how could he cover it up? The meeting, if it was still going on, would head on into the night, and if Archaic wasn't a Justice member, there was no means of inviting him down there, too. Besides, the meetings were never compulsory, and he, being younger than a lot of the members, was often allowed to sit out of them, despite the 'leader' of this section of Justice was particularly fond of Vlaardi, because of Vlaardi's father. "Oh well, it doesn't matter. We haven't seen each other for a while, and maybe that's the way it's going to stay for now." With that, he took another sip of his drink.
Just then, a bright, cheery looking fox furre girl came out of a door, from the kitchen, approaching their table. "Oh, Vlaardi!" she said. "What're you having today?"
Vlaardi smiled. "Hello, Mary- err, do you have any soups or stews?"
Mary nodded. "We have, ermm... Vegetable, uhh... and herb soups, today, I think... and..."
"Any meat stews?" Vlaardi said.
"Umm... Yeah, we can prepare that, but we also have steak and stuff for meals and, yeah." Mary replied, thinking as she spoke.
"Alright, I'll just take a steak and some herbs." Vlaardi replied, trying not to laugh.
"Okay!! And your friend?" she asked.
"He said he wasn't hungry."
"Okay, then, I'll get your order done!!" replied happily, and practically bounced back into the kitchen.
Vlaardi shook his head. "She's a complete airhead. Funny, but not always there, know what I mean? If she served you, you probably were lucky if you got the right order." He took another sip of his drink, before asking, "So what're you doing here, anyway? There's gotta be a reason for you to come to the city in such dark times..."

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor followed behind the others, almost trailing off, picking up coins if she saw any until the group was interrupted by a pair of guards. Instinctively, her hand moved to her scythe and unsheathed it. She would usually listen to Fyroh's advice about not attacking.. But it was too tempting not to with their attitudes. Her scales rippled, making her completely black.. And with the darkness as her cloak, she found her way behind the guards... Her yellow eyes the only thing giving her away to the group.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh took off his dagger, and laid it down with the rest of his weaponry, looking behind him to check if the others were doing the same... wait, the group looked a little smaller- Rigor wasn't there!
"Alright, now kneel down!!" the furry guard barked.
The human shook his head. "That's unnecessary. We just need to see what weaponry they have, we're not taking them prisoner."
The furry growled. "Are you insane? They're obviously-"
"That's enough. We may be partners, but I'm still your superior." the human replied. "I'm the boss of this duo, and if I say they don't kneel down, they don't." the human replied, frowning.
While Fyroh was watching this conversation, he noticed something behind them... Resisting his urges to shout, 'Look out!!' he quickly tried to work out what it was... the yellow eyes... It quickly occured to him that Rigor was there. Trying not to give her away to the guards, he quickly shook his head to her with a panicked expression, trying to signal to her not to do it.

[Somebody]

The raptor quietly leaped from rooftop to rooftop, trailing them as they went keeping careful care not to silhuette(sp?) against the moon. He stopped as they were intercepted by the guards. The guards bore insignias akin to his "employer's" rivals. "I could fetch a tidy sum for dispatching rival troops, but perhaps I should let them disarm my friends, make it easier for me" he smiled watching onward. They had actually laid down and given up their weapons, something he hadn't expected but fruitful none the less. The markets were dead save for this one incident and now was the perfect time to seize the moment. He turned to jump down in the back alley out of sight when he noticed the dragon with the scythe, he smiled.

He leaped down gracefully from the rooftop to a shed and finally to the ground and quietly he made his way up behind the dragon. The assassin was a veteran of many encounters, he knew better then to assume she didnt know he was there. After all she was a dragon, one of the few races with better sense of smell then his. He kept his dagger ready to parry her massive scythe. "Don't make this any harder then it has to be, I just want my money" he thought quietly as he reached for the pack where she kept the cash.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor quickly averted her hand from her scythe to whoever was behind her catching him by the hand without even turning her eyes to look. She sensed them there when they had landed, but she was so concentrated on ridding herself of the two guards, she didn't bother identifying the sneak. Without hesitation, she used her tail to break the furred guard's neck and her other hand to slice the human's neck at his jugular with her scythe. They both dropped to the ground immediately and surprisingly without a struggle.. She then whipped her scythe around to attack the other that was behind her, allowing her scales to ripple to their normal colors.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh cringed as he watched the two guards drop like flies. "No, no, NOO!!" he cried out, practically gasping; as the human crashed to the ground, there was a hollow clunk in his clothes... but nothing happened. Fyroh sighed with relief. "You're so lucky he landed like that." he sighed. "Don't do that again, please... If he landed a mere inch differently, it would have broken the little 'security' thing they have, which emits a loud wailing sound, and alerts ALL of the other guards to get here." He wiped a little sweat off his forehead. "Most people can't escape from that. You have guards coming from ALL directions. Very organised. I don't care how nimble and stealthy you all are, you wouldn't escape. Some of those guards are pretty much on the same levels as assassins, the way they can hide in the shadows out of sight, you saw how those two guards were out of view... I suspect they weren't the best, though..." So lost in his talking, Fyroh hadn't noticed Rigor paying attention to something else.