Side Quest: Take This!

[softheartedshizun]

WHO: Shen Qingqiu softheartedshizun and Eleven bearshermark and others.
WHEN: Before the 23rd.
WHERE: Outside Taravast and then in the city streets
WHAT: Delivering magical weapons from Rigarda to foreign undead forces and interrupted by "raiders"
WARNINGS: None I can think of.

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[bearshermark]

Eleven breathed a quiet sigh. That wasn't helpful, but at least they were in the same boat. After a few more tense minutes of quietly rehearsing his phrasing, he leaned over to ask the nearest guard-merchant.

"Ah, excuse me, but how late will we be returning?"

As he'd half-expected, his question wasn't met with much grace but rather a terse command to mind his horses and stay on course.

Eleven settled back with a shake of his head. "..Well, it doesn't seem as though we're supplied for too long."

Which.. could mean something altogether more unfortunate, but surely they wouldn't.. Goddess, he needed to stop thinking.

"..You're a person of some import, aren't you?"

Or rather, pretending to be.

[softheartedshizun]

"More or less," oh wait, was he supposes to embellish it more? "Down with the establishment!" it wasn't a shout, it was a quieter and incredibly subdued impression of one for indoors and late at night.

"Let's assume at least tomorrow, usually things with horses take a day or two," did he say it like he was some sort of expert? Yes. Was he pulling it out of his ass with no reason to back his judgment up? Yes.

[bearshermark]

'Things with horses'.

Eleven despaired. The man sounded about as knowledgeable as Faris had been. Was it possible they were both expendable? ..Well, if a fight broke out, at least no one was going to be expecting him to be armed or particularly dangerous.

His leg bounced with nerves as he attempted to think through solutions. If they took a break, he'd get word to Lily, who could get word to anyone else if needed. The trouble was not knowing their location- a direction to come looking if they lost contact would have to be enough.

"..What's your name? I don't think we've met before."

[softheartedshizun]

"Shen Qingqiu," was he supposed to have a fake name? A fake name would make more sense. But so far he really didn't know what made sense in this world. He should really go back to the library and try and read as much as possible. "I admit I haven't really gone around to meet everyone that diligently."

To be honest he had gotten a bit overwhelmed with the number of people he had to meet and then just stopped bothering... it was fine. Revolutionaries needed... planning time? Or something.