Halonar

Truth

"What?" Kuhara gasped. Ruben nodded. "The police found him, someone slit his throat." he explained, "There's no time to be shocked right now, we need to tell Wyatt, do you know where he is?"

Jack shook his head, immediately removing his fake shocked expression.

"We have to go find Wyatt, otherwise the town will blame us." Ruben agreed. "The police are already greatly suspicious of us, I fear the officials may start pointing fingers," he explained.

"Carl, do you know where Wyatt is?"

"Muh hurr." Carl mumbled, unable to make eye contact with Ruben.

Ruben leaned in and squinted, which was funny because Versurdi had the best eyesight.

"Carl, are you drunk?"

"Muum." He responded.

Kuhara rolled her eyes. "Why would you ask him that?" she said.

"It appears the cider is in fact alcoholic." Ruben observed.

Kuhara rolled her eyes again. "He can barely walk, let alone aim a bow"

She turned to face Carl. "You just got sober," she taunted. "Now look at you."

Ruben squinted, Hey, I think I see him, I'm not sure.

The figure approached. He was clad in Crimson steel armor. He had a heavy claymore on his back matching the color of his armor. He had blond hair. Not Wyatt.

"No, that's not him. Who is that?" Ruben questioned.

The figure was joined by another, a woman. She wore a dark cape. She held a scepter glowing red.

"Adaraians !" shouted the man. He slowed to a stand, the woman stopped beside him. "I am going to keep this simple, a hero by the name of Marcus is dead."

"We sensed his presence disappear." the woman explained

"The man continued, In other words, he is no longer alive."

Ruben didn't say anything. He appeared to be thinking about what to say.

"Ah, apologies." The man said smiling slightly, "You see, we are part of the Blood Guild. I am Vejak level 56, my apprentice, Maleen, level 54." He put his hand on the woman's shoulder. She stepped away. "Do not call me your apprentice, I am as strong as you, if not stronger at wielding magic."

She crossed her arms triumphantly, "I had fallen from the sky, like most, but I have a wonderful gift, magic you see-"

Vejak waved his hand. "Enough, I see your point."

"So, is Marcus your friend or...?" Kuhara asked.

"No, In fact. The man was quite an annoyance. Vajak scratched his neck casually. "He did, however, owe me a very large debt." he explained, "as you can see that is quite a problem. Since he is dead, he cannot pay me back, therefore I must find and retrieve his body to collect the items that he dropped."

Jack felt relieved at that moment. He had considered looting Marcus, but decided not to on the possibility that the items would link him to the murder. He was glad he made the right choice.

"What's going on here?" called a familiar voice.

Jack saw Wyatt running towards the group, he slowed when he saw the Adaraians .

"Marcus is dead, Wyatt." said Kuhara.

"He is indeed deceased." Ruben stated.

"He got his fuckin throat slit." Carl slurred.