Normality, Shattered

"Ya don't have ta apologize," Regis's saddened voice filled the room. It was heavy with regret and depression. "Didn't think I would hear that story again but boy does it fill me with fire when I do. I won't be kep' down by what happened. Ya see, that's what drives me in my mission. And I have to say I'm sorry for the abrasion. Jus' 'cause I got a sad story behind me don't give me the right ta jus' treat people so poorly. Contrary ta what ya might believe I care a lot for ya. And like Turner said though my powers do have limits I've always got an eye out for ya."

Eagle had paid quite a bit of attention to the story. It would be invaluable to know. How often is it that one gets to hear the story of a member of the King's Council? He did not expect it to be as sad as it was. His own heart felt very heavy at hearing it.

"It is definitely not too late. If what Turner says is true, then King William has been researching and enacting his plan for quite some time. Now the thought comes to mind is the fusing of dimensions just a front? Or is he somehow using the Craze to do it?"

"Craze is powerful, and what else can we classify it as but an energy? Whatever plan William has concocted, it will not be good for this world. I have a feeling now that he has no idea what he's doing."

Adriane picked her teacup back up. A sip. Although she had not personally experienced the Craze, she could tell just how dangerous it was. And perhaps she had felt it creeping in the back of her mind. Maybe she had come close several times to losing herself to it only for it to dissipate before it took hold of her. She shuddered at the thought. "We need to be on our feet then," she reasoned directly. "As much as we could all use the rest, we must make our respite brief. We have to be back out there and searching as soon as possible. If this is as dangerous as we fear, possibly more so, then we need to use every minute we have. We cannot afford to let this plan ruin either Levall."

"With that I agree," Turner chimed in resolutely. "First thing in the morning we'll be heading out. Ender's Outpost's port is unfortunately on the south side of the peninsula it's on. Otherwise we could manage to take the ferry down Transas River to the sea which does go all the way to the port but it would take a much longer time than we have. We're going to head south to the highroad and Ender's will only be about a few hours walk from there. Since we're sticking to the highroad we shouldn't meet with any conflict."

Eagle arose and set his empty teacup on a nearby side table. "Then it sounds like things are set. I'm going out to get some air. I'll be on the docks if anyone needs me." With that he bowed his head and departed from the room, checking to make sure he had his key on his person.

Marya had been so out of it that she shook her head with a start. Turner's story had buried her in so much sadness and she was already coping with so much as it was. She finally let go of Claire's hand, but only to walk around the bed to the other side and crawl into it, placing a protective arm over the mage's body while settling in to sleep. Just a quick cat nap wouldn't hurt. She didn't speak a word to anyone. She didn't know what to say. She left them to their assumptions and closed her eyes. The blackness was welcoming and readily escorted her into slumber where she wouldn't have to deal with the pain to her heart any longer, at least for a little while.

Adriane nodded to Eagle as he left the room. A snap of her fingers and his empty teacup vanished. Saves me having to do the dishes, she mused with a small smile. As she looked around the room, however, it seemed to her there was little to smile about. Her lips fell back to a stoic line. What to do until the morning? She briefly considered following Eagle, but did not move from her position on the edge of the bed.

"I suppose there is nothing to do now but wait," she murmured. A sour feeling settled in her stomach. Waiting. In a situation like this, the last thing the maid wanted to do was wait. Thankfully there wasn't an analog clock in the room to punctuate the inevitably slow crawl of time. Adriane wet her lips. "I don't suppose you have anything else you'd like to share? Or perhaps something you'd like to know instead?" she asked quietly, keeping her volume lowered to avoid waking Marya and Claire.

"Anything I share I would want everyone in the group to know, so story time for me is up," Turner replied, also lowering his voice so that Claire and Marya could get some rest. They both needed it, albeit for different reasons. "Why don't you tell me a little bit about the realm you hail from, Miss Adriane? To be honest, aside from Regis's own dimension, I wouldn't have believed in the existence of other worlds a long time ago, but now it seems I am left no choice. What was it like?"

"You want to know about Levall?" the maid questioned, having never considered the possibility that someone from this dimension might wonder about it. It's not that home wasn't interesting, but she certainly felt like it paled in comparison to this world. There wasn't any magic tea or cat girls or charismatic kings or a magical threat looming. Nevertheless, it seemed Turner was interested. "I suppose I can tell you my story," she decided plainly, kicking off her shoes and making some room for herself on the bed.

"Levall is nice enough, I suppose. Not very many people go hungry, most everyone has a home to go to and family to support. We have a majority of the technology you do here. Running water, electricity, the comforts I suppose we take for granted. A lot of people have cars or motorcycles or, at the very least, bikes to get around on. Children go to school and adults... work. I guess. I've worked most of my life; I became a maid when I was seventeen. Not exactly the most glamorous career path someone could choose.

"I didn't make the best decisions when I was younger. There was this boy... at school. He was a freshman in college and I was taking upper-level classes to get a head start on my degree. We became close rather quickly. There was something different about him. He was... older and smart... funny, what have you. He made me laugh constantly and suddenly I was spending all of my time with him. My mother warned me to keep on top of my studies, but I was very old, very cynical of the world, and I knew it all. I didn't think there was any problem.

"I dated him for a little over a month before we started to be... intimate. And from our first time together, I thought I was in love. And he... he was always there with the 'I love you' or 'I cherish you'... whatever tender phrase he thought fit the moment. I said it back every time. Felt it so intensely that I believed we would run away together and never look back. Damn my mother and her old school beliefs and her fears brought on by immigration and prejudice – we were born to love one another and nothing else mattered. Looking back on it, it all seems so foolish. And it was. I just never knew it... until the day of the incident.

"My grades had been slipping for awhile. I told myself everything would work itself out. My mother refused to speak civilly with me about how poor my attendance had become. She tried to forbid me from leaving the house, but I'm sure it's no different here. You can try to stop a teenager all you want, but you can't lock them up and throw away the key. The night of the incident I snuck out and decided I was going to show my mother just how much we belonged together. We... filmed ourselves that night. An act of rebellion, I suppose. Fired up to show my mother just what she was trying to prevent. But that wasn't the issue... that's not why that night is important.

"That night changed my life. Lost in our passions, we didn't notice that the condom broke. He freaked out, but I... I pretended like it was the final proof to my mother. And I didn't worry about what the consequences could be. I slept with him again that night and got home after school the next day. My mother was livid. She didn't speak to me for a week. I went about my daily business as if nothing had changed. But... only another week or so passed before I realized what was actually going on. I was late. I freaked out but assumed that maybe it was stress from my upcoming finals I had not been spending nearly enough time studying for. I pushed it aside for a couple days and when I couldn't focus on anything else, I ran to the drugstore and bought a test.

"It came back positive. I took another one to be sure. Also positive. That was when I panicked. Suddenly I was too young, too naive, and knew nothing about the world. I was too young to be a mother. I wasn't ready. I decided to tell my mother. I figured she could help me out – who doesn't help their daughter, right? When I told her, she kicked me out of the house and told me that she 'didn't raise a whore' and that she 'certainly didn't plan on housing one.' I ran crying to my boyfriend's apartment. The second I told him he gave me a large sum of money. He... told me to take care of it. And then he closed the door in my face. I tried to get him to talk to me for the longest time, but he refused to look at me.

"I didn't know what to do. Suddenly I had all the responsibility in the world; not only to myself but to this child that I didn't want but couldn't bring myself to get rid of. I used the abortion money to rent a one room flat in a sketchy part of town. I dropped out of school and started to work as a maid at a local motel. The hours were long... I spent all day on my feet. I barely made ends meet... but I was surviving. I was proving the world wrong. I was showing everyone that I could do this and do it on my own. At least, that's what I thought.

"I lost the baby."

A deafening silence settled in the room. Tears had long since spilled over her cheeks, cascading to the bedding below. A fragile hand settled on her stomach. Empty and yearning for comfort. Yearning for the warmth that had not been there in eight years. Adriane took a deep breath and did her best to steady her breathing. It did not stop the tremble that had built up in her entire body.

"That was eight years ago. I went back to my mother, but she had moved out of town. No one could tell me where she had gone. I returned to school and got my diploma, but I knew I couldn't go to university. I didn't have the money or the direction any longer. I worked at the motel for a few years before moving on to become a private maid. I went from home to home for a long time. Nannied some too if it meant a little extra money. I never really settled. At least, not until recently.

"Before I came here, I was heading to my new job. Well, not new in the traditional sense but in location. Master and Madame Renval were to be my new bosses. They run an immensely large company together; something about animal care, I'm not entirely sure, to be honest. All I know is that they liked me enough to give me a chance. I was walking to their estate. In my hurry, I had left my purse at home and I didn't have enough money for the bus. I was walking and... all of sudden there was an earthquake. I stumbled into an alley and... I guess I hit my head or something. The next thing I knew I was lying in the road that leads to Rose. I was attacked by some thugs. Miss Marya and Mister Authur saved me... and now... here I am. In another dimension. Searching for truth."

Turner was absolutely stunned by the end of Adriane's lengthy dialogue, heart-wrenching and crushing at that. He did not hesitate to move forward and take her into his embrace. He was decades older than her and hugged her as tightly as he would his own daughter if he had one. He stroked her hair gently. He thought his own story was a difficult one to recall but this...this was saddening beyond anything. From her account, he could not help but be confused as to which of the two worlds was actually better. Maybe they were equally horrible just in different ways. He certainly hoped not many people encountered such tragedies as Adriane had.

"I know you are a child no longer, but now know that there are people that care about you. After your hardship you probably became used to fending for yourself, but promise me one thing--that you will remember that you always have a shoulder to cry on from this point out," Turner said soothingly, his voice soft with fatherly care. How could things have gone so wrong for this innocent soul? What vile Fates had it in for her? Had they become so jealous that they would taint her life in such a way? Turner found himself inwardly angry but he had come to understand that there was no changing the past, and there was certainly nothing to be gained from dwelling upon it.

Adriane allowed herself to melt into Turner's embrace, burying her head in his shoulder. Now that her tale had been told she could no longer hold it together. The hollowness in her body felt cold and terribly malevolent. She shook. Unable to fight for composure, she allowed herself to sob. Arms tightly gripping the beggar's body as if in fear that it too might fade into nothingness. His words were soothing. The slightest bit of warmth amidst the chill brought upon by perhaps one too many sad stories shared. Although she wished to respond in kind – to tell Turner she would not forget – she could only hold onto him and force herself to nod.

She laid there in his embrace for minutes that passed like days. Eyes shut experiencing the euphoria of shapes of light dancing across her eyelids. Memories bubbling to the surface and threatening to leave her with no peace of mind. She allowed herself to drown in it until slowly the days stopped passing and the storm settled within her heart. Still breathing heavily and racked by the occasional sob, she pulled away from Turner. Ruby eyes downcast and turned away in a mixture of shame and vulnerability. "I will not forget," she croaked, "I promise."

She forced herself to her feet. "I... I think I could use some air as well," she continued, eyes still turned away from Turner. "A little fresh air might just be the thing I need... get out of this room for a bit. Out of the gloom." She made her way to the door and carefully reached for the handle. Despite wanting to just leave, she knew she could not. This was not the way to leave the room. Not after what she had just shared. Not after the scars he had just borne witness to and tried to mend.

A deep breath and she turned back to him. Looking directly at him, the world could see exactly what she was thinking – her walls had come tumbling down. "I have not told anyone that before," she admitted, wetting her lips nervously. "Thank you for asking... and for listening... and everything. It has been a long time since I felt... comfortable. It may not look it right now, but this is the most comfortable – the most at peace I have been in a long time. I..." She trailed off. What else to say? She did not know how much of this she could make sense of at the moment. There was a lot of water to tread and not nearly enough time to swim. "Thank you."

And she turned to leave without a response.

"You are more than welcome, my dear, and I am privileged that you would share your tale with me," Turner responded in kind as she departed, wishing her the best out there in the town. Fresh air did sound quite tantalizing, but Turner's entire body ached. He would lounge about for a bit and then probably head to sleep. Dusk would be upon them in no time. At least this way they could get a really early start assuming everyone didn't want to sleep half the day away. They were on an important mission after all. This would be the deciding factor on whether these others that Regis had recruited would be fully committed to the cause or if he would lose it all. It was more than likely that they would stick with Regis regardless, even if this mission was unsuccessful. There were more ways to skin a horse and perhaps this just wasn't the right way. They would find out in due time. Lost in this thoughts, Turner reclined on the bed and found himself asleep in no time.

* * *

The late evening air was crisp, and there was a light breeze blowing. The tall lampposts on the dock were starting to light up as the sun began to finish out its descent below the horizon to the west leaving just a touch of orange in the distant sky while the rest was being enveloped in black and violet, little points of light that would be the stars appearing one by one, or rather always there just finally showing themselves now that the sun had ceased to steal the show from them. Many of the fisherman on the docks were beginning to pack it in, some heading home to spend time with family while other free spirits hit the Ragna Tavern for not-so-free spirits.

Eagle had found an unattended pier to stand upon, all the way out into the lake which was enormous. The lights of the various lakehouses upon the shore speckled in the encroaching darkness--it was a beautiful sight. The sound of the water being jostled by the wind into small waves brought tranquility while the bustling of the fisherman and the shouts from the tavern brought life to what would otherwise be devoid.

"I wonder...," Eagle's words drifted upon the night air. "Was it really okay for me to leave my duty for this quest? The higher ups will surely be interested in hearing the results but how will they fare without me to protect them...?" He paused for a moment, pondering how long he would actually be gone.

"My friends..."

The crisp air and light breeze nipped at her skin. Nevertheless, it felt warmer than her heart. Adriane walked along the road that had led them to the motel barefoot. She stared at her feet as she went. Naked as the day they came... for the briefest moment she considered going back in to get her shoes but no sooner than the thought occurred did she push it aside. The ground felt cool beneath her toes. She liked the atmosphere – the lovebites of cold. No need to pen her feet up in leather. Not right now, at least.

The sun was fading. Perhaps she was too. Five steps ahead. Then four, then three, then two, and finally one more. The setting sun made the world feel like a dwindling fire – embers cooling and the need to be lively dying. The maid walked a little while longer and eventually sat on the side of the road. "This moment," she said aloud to no one, "this will be the last of weakness for awhile. Strength is needed for the journey. This journey." The sun slipped behind the horizon. Adriane could hear the light lapping of the waves nearby. "We must rise to the occasion. I don't care if we're the only ones that believe."

She stood and stared at the darkening sky. "You hear me? I have fight left in me. I have the strength we need. We all do. One match..." She broke off. For a moment she considered the possibility of someone on the council hearing her, but she decided she did not care. "One match is all it takes to make an explosion." She waited. No response came to her – she did not expect one. Instead, she turned back in the direction of the motel and went to go sleep. The mission awaited their party in the early morning, after all.

The motel room was quiet and a single lamp was left on near Claire and Marya's bed. Eagle had long since returned from his nighttime activities and fallen asleep. The hour was very late and the fishing town by the lake was as quiet as could be outside the walls of their room. Claire finally came to, opening her honey eyes slowly and cringing at the sudden artificial light. She felt really warm and realized that there was someone right on her, and she blushed hotly when she realized it was Marya. The nekomata had her arm across Claire as if she were afraid the girl would drift away somewhere. Claire touched the sleeping cat girl's cheek gently and she stirred. Their eyes met. Claire gave Marya a soft, close-lipped smile. Marya had to do her best not to shout out in surprise and happiness.

"I'm...I'm so glad you're awake," Marya uttered silently as to not disturb any of the others sleeping in the room. "We knew you would be okay; Adriane tended to your wounds. But it was still so, so worrisome..."

"I'm sorry to put you through that. I can hardly remember what happened," Claire replied sadly, puzzled. "Where...where are we?"

"We're in the town on the eastern shore of Tamaris. We're staying at a motel and tomorrow morning we're heading for Ender's Outpost. Turner said it would be pretty much conflict-free on the way there. And if I recall, if we do our mission right, there shouldn't be any more fighting."

"That's really good to hear," Claire said and let out a sigh of relief. "I...I felt like such a liability. I know I'm new to this and those thugs were practiced but I was...I was so useless, Marya..." The girl tried to hold back a loud sob, stinging tears beginning to form in her eyes. "I'm glad it was just me that went down. If I weren't strong enough and one of you fell I...I..."

Marya sealed Claire's mouth with a gentle kiss causing Claire to blush once more, her face hot like the sun. "Hush, you were plenty strong, Claire. Anyone who would even attempt to take on thugs like those has strength beyond a normal person's wildest dreams. We all survived, yourself included. And that stuff is in the past. Trust me, I had my own doubts but now that my mind is clear I know--we just have to give it everything we've got!" She realized she was starting to get a bit loud and chuckled softly, lowering her voice again. "We'll get stronger and then...no one will ever have to worry again."

"I quite like the sound of that." Claire put her arms around Marya and pulled the girl in tightly against her. She felt Marya stroke her violet hair and she closed her eyes.

"Try to get some more sleep. They're taking off early in the morning. Good night, Claire."

"Good night, Marya...and...and thank you."

With that said the two girls held on to each other and fell into slumber together.

* * *

Turner was the first one up in the morning. He freshened himself up in the bathroom a bit before going out into town to nab some breakfast for everyone--some sausage and egg biscuits from a local quick service food place that was pretty well known for its breakfast cuisine. He also picked up a nice cold half gallon of sweet tea to drink and some paper cups even though Adriane had at least the capacity to conjure dishes, he did not know to what extent. It was better safe than sorry. He broke into his own biscuit and poured him a cup of tea. The whole room would be filling with the smell of hot breakfast, luring the people out of their slumber...

Although she had intended on getting up well before everyone else, Adriane did not get up when Turner stirred and took the first shot at the bathroom. She did, however, lie awake on her side staring at the wall. Today was the day to make an explosion; to (hopefully) find what they came for: the truth. Despite the fact that there most likely would not be any more fighting, she worried what dangers might lie ahead. Would this truth be something they could stomach? She had little time to consider the thought for Turner returned with breakfast. The maid's stomach growled and she sat up.

"Good morning," she whispered, holding her blanket to her body to cover what was necessary. She quickly reached for her feather duster which sat on the table next to her and gave it a whirl. A flurry of mana and bedding and suddenly she was up on her feet, dressed for the day, with her hair pinned up as it had been the previous day albeit a little messier. "Thank you for the breakfast," she added as she approached, grabbing one of the biscuits and pouring herself some tea. "I would have gotten it, but I appreciate you letting us sleep."

"You're quite welcome, Miss Adriane," Turner commented after the burst of magic that essentially made Adriane ready to go. She joined him for breakfast and he gave a nod over to the two girls on the bed, both with smiles on their faces. "Have you ever seen anything sweeter than that? Best friends right off the bat. Those young girls are going to go through quite a lot. It'll fall on us ultimately to make sure they're okay."

"They'll be able to handle themselves," a drowsy Eagle managed to say before sitting up in his bed. His hair was an absolute mess and he looked quite tired. He breathed deeply and managed to get out of bed despite wishing to sleep a bit longer but he knew the more he stayed in bed the more debilitated he would be come. Now was not the time to be sluggish. He waltzed over to the young girls and gave Marya a nudge. "Ay, lovebirds, no exceptions. Rise and shine," he joked, nudging the girl a bit harder until she smacked his hand away.

"We've got their backs," Adriane commented between bites of her biscuit. When Marya smacked Eagle's hand away, the maid chuckled. "Cat naps and all claws" she quipped, finishing the last of her sandwich. She brushed the crumbs off of her hands and made her way over to both of the girls. Jolts of mana at her fingertips, she nudged them both and instantly a liveliness was transferred right into their bodies. The maid smirked. "Up and atem' Miss Marya, Miss Claire," she teased, knowing full well they wouldn't be able to stay asleep with her magick coursing through their veins.

Both Marya and Claire bolted upright and hopped out of bed, their bodies twitching with the spark of energy sent throughout them. Both Turner and Eagle chuckled heartily at the look of dismay on the girls' faces. Seems they were not prepared for such a rude awakening but there were things to get done and no time to be lounging about in bed all day.

"Come get some breakfast girls, unless you'd like to freshen up a bit first," Turner spoke up to them and gestured to the food and drink on the counter. It would be enough to tide them over until they could get a proper lunch at least. They did have an awful lot of walking to do. He watched as Marya walked over, still obviously discontented, and helped herself to a biscuit and some tea. Claire, on the other hand, approached Adriane and took her hand.

"Marya told me last night how you tended to my injuries, s-so thanks..." Claire said softly, bowing her head to the maid in respect.

Adriane blushed just a tad but offered the young mage a small smile. "No need to thank me, Miss Claire," she responded earnestly. "It was the least I could do. I'm just glad you're doing well." She took a moment to pull the girl into a small embrace before guiding her over to the food. "Now eat up before it's all gone – we have a lot of walking to do and not much time to stop."

Claire nodded and obliged.  Everyone gobbled up their food and downed the rest of the drink as to not leave any behind.  Everyone who needed to freshen up did so and with good rest and a good breakfast beneath their belts, the team ventured out from the motel to their next destination: Ender's Outpost.  Turner turned in all the keys and they set off along the main boulevard of the town, taking a smaller exit road that would eventually merge into the highroad.  This particular day was bright and sunny, much like it was yesterday with wispy cirrus clouds painting stationary white smudges upon the wide open blue.  The temperature was perfect--the bright sun brought warmth but the cool breeze that came from the northerly seas brought relief from it.  They were in perfect balance.  The group took a long break several hours later when they reached the halfway point to the outpost, stopping at a rest stop to grab a big bite to eat at a famous buffet restaurant that could only be found at that particular rest stop.

With bellies full and energy revitalized, the group continued onward, the noon sun starting to begin its descent which would ultimately lead into sunset way later on.  After another few hours of small talk and trekking, the group noticed a large stone building with several small gates blocking the road.  It possessed little offices in which stood guards who chatted cheerily to the people having to stop on their way in or out.  Beyond the terminal rested a large collection of buildings that could only be Ender's Outpost.  It looked a lot more lively than Marya would have guessed.  All of the buildings were bright colors to either accent the water or perhaps reflect the sunlight or even both.  The town was terraced, important buildings resting on high stone blocks that led downwards until the ground became natural and eventually rested even with the beaches and the sea where the massive port rested, a great many large fishing boats and even a couple of luxury liners rested.  They continued walking and eventually had to stop at the terminal even though they were on foot.

"Greetings, gentleman," Turner spoke up, aiming to take this situation and put it under his control.  "Taking tolls today?"

"Aye, that'd be right, sir.  Where ya guys comin' from?  Long way to come on foot," the guard responded, notifying Turner of his toll and receiving it after the older man dug it out of his pocket.

"Took a long trek to Ragna.  Planned a vacation to the lakeside with some family but our car went kaput.  Public transportation was a good of an option as ever but these rascals wanted to walk.  Said it would be a 'great experience to see the landscape with unclouded eyes' or some such.  Young people these days, bah."  He put on a grumpy face and scowled at the others, shaking his head.

"Hahaha, aye I hear ya.  All these kids are talkin' about these days are bein' healthy and protectin' the environment and all that mumbo jumbo.  Sorry ya head to endure.  Have a safe walk back to the Outpost."  With that, the guard pressed a button to lift the gate and the party walked through with relative ease.

The highroad led them into a middle-ground terrace that served as a slight mix of residential property along with a bolstering commercial bazaar with non-traditional vendors taking residence in a large plaza and more traditional commercial stores surrounding it, branching off on the side roads and avenues.  The group came to a halt in the plaza which was so filled with noise from the crowds of people and vendors hawking their wares.  The Outpost was going to be a great place to gather information and maybe even manage to get some new recruits on board, granted they had to be careful--roughly 90% of the Outpost population was either a soldier for the kingdom or family of soldiers.  One wrong step could land them in very hot water.

"And so it begins.  How about we get started?  I'll secure us some lodgings as our little base of operations.  The rest of you can begin scouting out information and potential recruits.  Shall we?"  With that, Turner departed having his own mission to fulfill leaving everything else in the hands of the others.

Chapter 02-C: Outpost Recon

Location: Ender's Outpost - The Citizen's Bazaar

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

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Marya (Nekomata)
HP: 50/50
MP: 25/25
DD: 10/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 13
Def: 8
Int: 3
Spr: 5
Evade: 21%
Move: 4 cells

Adriane (Maid) *HEAL GIVEN +20%* *MP COST -10%* *SUPP MP COST -15%*
HP: 25/25
MP: 45/45
DD: 6/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 3
Def: 6
Int: 11
Spr: 7
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Eagle (Blitzer) *WIND DMG TAKEN -10%*
HP: 45/45
MP: 25/25
DD: 10/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 10
Def: 7
Int: 2
Spr: 7
Evade: 15%
Move: 4 cells

Claire (Mage) *MP COST -10%*
HP: 20/20
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 2
Def: 3
Int: 10
Spr: 5
Evade: 2%
Move: 2 cells

Erisvorch (Shadow Emissary) [Apprentice]
HP: 50/50
MP: 40/40
DD: 0/10
Atk: 15
Def: 8
Int: 1
Spr: 5
Evade: 8%
Move: 4 cells

Daniella (Fashionista) [Intermediate]
HP: 50/50
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 9
Def: 7
Int: 1
Spr: 8
Evade: 11%
Move: 5 cells

Charles (Kingdom Soldier) *HEAL TAKEN +10%* [Intermediate]
HP: 45/45
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 12
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Garret (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Clarence (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Michael (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Beverly (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Katrina (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Jordan (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

{^} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to Docks (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)

{<} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Heaven's Terrace (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)

{X} - Blockade
[No Occupy]

{s} - Stall
[No Occupy]

{b} - Building
[No Occupy]

* * *

Location: Ender's Outpost - The Heaven's Terrace

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } { } {d} {d} { } { } A
{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } {N} { } { } { } { } B
{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } { } { } { } { } C
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {c} { } { } { } { } { } D
{ } { } {R} {A} { } { } {c} {c} { } { } {c} {c} E
{ } { } { } { } {P} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} G
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} H
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} I
{ } {E} {D} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} J
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {M} { } K
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Navi (Priest) *HEAL GIVEN +10%* [Apprentice]
HP: 15/15
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 2
Int: 8
Spr: 4
Evade: 2%
Move: 2 cells

Angela (Nun) *REGEN [1]* [Novice]
HP: 15/15
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 5
Spr: 6
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Ry'kaltan (Shaman) [Master]
HP: 35/35
MP: 75/75
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 4
Int: 19
Spr: 17
Evade: 3%
Move: 2 cells

Patty (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Marlene (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Edmond (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Drey (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

{>} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Citizen's Bazaar (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)]

{c} - Cathedral
[No Occupy]

* * *

Location: Ender's Outpost - Docks

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{s} {^} {^} {^} {^} {^} {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} A
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} B
{s} { } {K} { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} C
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {J} {C} { } { } D
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } E
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} G
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} H
{T} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} I
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} J
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} K
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } L
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {N} M
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } N
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} O
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Nika (Grand Illusionist) *VIGILANCE* [Legend]
HP: 150/150
MP: 150/150
DD: 0/200
Atk: 86
Def: 47
Int: 59
Spr: 67
Evade: 44%
Move: 7 cells

Thurge (Vandal) [Novice]
HP: 25/25
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 4
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Kimmel (Crew Cook) [Apprentice]
HP: 25/25
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 5
Def: 3
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 3 cells

Jackson (Sailor) [Apprentice]
HP: 30/30
MP: 25/25
DD: 0/10
Atk: 8
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Curt (Sailor) [Apprentice]
HP: 30/30
MP: 25/25
DD: 0/10
Atk: 8
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

{^} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Citizen's Bazaar (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)]

{s} - Storefront
[No Occupy]

{~} - Deep Water
[No Occupy]

{d} - Dock
[No Occupy]

* * *

Eagle looked to Marya and Adriane.  "And what is it would you like us to focus on in particular?"  

"What do you think, Adriane?" Marya conferred with the maid.

Recruit Tasks

0/1 - Gain information
0/1 - Actively recruit

[With the Recruit Tasklist you can designate the recruits already in your party to focus on certain objectives.  Simply give them their tasks and be on your way.  The #/# signifies how many recruits can be assigned to that task at a given time.]

Adriane almost chuckled when Turner pretended the walk was their idea. Almost. She didn't want to give away their cover. She wanted to poke fun at him in retaliation, but before she could the full view of the city practically assaulted the group. Ender's Outpost was gorgeous! "My goodness," the maid whispered, "this is almost more beautiful than Rose... and certainly better than most places in Leviathan..." The desire to dash off and go see the sights was immense, but the maid managed to curb her enthusiasm for the moment.

Turner ventured off to secure a home base in the Outpost leaving the rest of them to get started with the recon. Immediately Eagle looked to her and Marya for some direction. The maid gave the cat girl a look of surprise. Although they were technically the first recruits, she wasn't so sure that gave them the leadership experience necessary to direct the others. Nevertheless, Marya was waiting for her opinion so there was little harm in giving it. "I think Miss Claire should handle potential recruits," she voiced in a lower tone, "most people in town won't think much of a young girl in a new place trying to make friends. They might, however, find it weird if she's asking about a strange machine that may or may not be near here." She glanced out at the people in the immediate vicinity. The other kids her age might be a good place to start, but no doubt they would always be here – talking to others who might disappear would be the best idea. "Why don't you head down to the docks, Miss Claire? See if you can find someone interesting there."

She then turned her attention to Eagle. "That would leave you with gathering info," she concluded. She stole a glance at Marya. "If that's alright with you, Miss Marya," she added, feeling quite confident in her decision-making despite not feeling the role of a leader.

Recruit Tasks:
Actively Recruit – Claire
Collect Info – Eagle

"That sounds perfectly fine to me!  Just everyone, make sure to be careful.  If you run into trouble, flee," Marya advised and gave a nod of affirmation to Adriane before heading off into the plaza to see who was standing around.  There were quite a few people, but there was a guard not too far away.  She knew she wouldn't even try to recruit him but maybe she could glean some kind of information off of him.  What tales could she spin to make it effortless?

"Excuse me...sir?  F-fine day we're having right?"  She had approached the bulky man wearing his standard armor for his profession, a plain sword resting in a sheathe at his hip.  He was certainly intimidating enough.  Marya hoped she would be met with pleasantry rather than suspicion.

Marya engages Garret!

* * *

Eagle moves to H2.

Eagle proceeds to the Heaven's Terrace!

Eagle wasn't sure where he should begin his own search for information.  The crowded bazaar seemed like a prime place but there was no telling what wandering ears might pick up.  If the wrong person heard him asking the wrong thing, it would end in disaster.  As such he endeavored to find a place more peaceful, and he knew the Heaven's Terrace of the Outpost would grant him that much easily.

* * *

Claire moves to B7.

"I'll..I'll do my best," Claire said as confidently as she could, a fierce determination emblazoned upon her visage as she made her way through the crowd to try and find where the docks were.  She had been to Ender's in the past, but never enough to remember where everything was.  She would find a way though, even if she had to ask directions.

Claire proceeds to the Docks!

That was easy enough, the maid mused as she watched the others go off to perform their given tasks. Eagle to the west, Claire to the north, and Marya to the east. It seemed to cover a lot of the immediate ground – for a moment she considered following Eagle, but quickly rejected the idea. The bazaar was full of people, after all! Adriane allowed herself to hang back and scan the crowd. It took seconds for her to notice this absolutely stunning woman none too far to her right. The woman practically oozed good taste; no doubt she had the money to afford anything lovely she wanted. The maid smirked. Rich people generally knew a thing or two – in her time as a maid she had learned that much – perhaps this woman knew a lot.

She nodded to herself and approached with a friendly smile on her face. "Excuse me, Miss," she called out when she was within a few feet of her. "Hello! Sorry to bother you, but I just wanted to tell you how much I adore your outfit," she explained as she closed the gap between them but kept a comfortable distance. Ruby eyes locked on the woman's heels. Cream-colored stilettos in perfect condition. Adriane cheered mentally. A person's shoes said a lot about them. This woman was clearly the person to talk to. "Those shoes, especially! Where did you get them?"

Adriane moves to L4!

Adriane engages Daniella!

Eagle arrives in Heaven's Terrace {H11}!

Claire arrives in The Docks {B2}!

Chapter 02-C: Outpost Recon

Location: Ender's Outpost - The Citizen's Bazaar

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{s} {s} {s} {s} {^} {^} {^} {s} {s} {s} {s} {s} A
{s} {E} { } {s} { } { } { } { } {s} { } { } {s} B
{s} { } { } {s} { } {C} { } { } {s} {B} { } {s} C
{s} { } { } {s} { } { } { } { } {s} { } { } {s} D
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} E
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {L} {s} F
{<} { } { } {K} {s} {s} {s} {s} { } { } {M} {s} G
{<} { } { } { } {s} { } {J} {s} { } { } { } {s} H
{<} { } { } { } {s} {s} {s} {s} { } { } { } {s} I
{<} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} J
{s} {s} {s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} K
{s} { } {D} {A} { } { } { } { } {M} {G} { } {s} L
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} M
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} N
{s} {s} {s} {X} {X} {X} {X} {X} {X} {b} {b} {b} O
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Marya (Nekomata)
HP: 50/50
MP: 25/25
DD: 10/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 13
Def: 8
Int: 3
Spr: 5
Evade: 21%
Move: 4 cells

Adriane (Maid) *HEAL GIVEN +20%* *MP COST -10%* *SUPP MP COST -15%*
HP: 25/25
MP: 45/45
DD: 6/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 3
Def: 6
Int: 11
Spr: 7
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Eagle (Blitzer) *WIND DMG TAKEN -10%*
HP: 45/45
MP: 25/25
DD: 10/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 10
Def: 7
Int: 2
Spr: 7
Evade: 15%
Move: 4 cells

Claire (Mage) *MP COST -10%*
HP: 20/20
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 2
Def: 3
Int: 10
Spr: 5
Evade: 2%
Move: 2 cells

Erisvorch (Shadow Emissary) [Apprentice]
HP: 50/50
MP: 40/40
DD: 0/10
Atk: 15
Def: 8
Int: 1
Spr: 5
Evade: 8%
Move: 4 cells

Daniella (Fashionista) [Intermediate]
HP: 50/50
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 9
Def: 7
Int: 1
Spr: 8
Evade: 11%
Move: 5 cells

Charles (Kingdom Soldier) *HEAL TAKEN +10%* [Intermediate]
HP: 45/45
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 12
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Garret (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Clarence (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Michael (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Beverly (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Katrina (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Jordan (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

{^} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to Docks (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)

{<} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Heaven's Terrace (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)

{X} - Blockade
[No Occupy]

{s} - Stall
[No Occupy]

{b} - Building
[No Occupy]

* * *

Location: Ender's Outpost - The Heaven's Terrace

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } { } {d} {d} { } { } A
{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } {N} { } { } { } { } B
{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } { } { } { } { } C
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {c} { } { } { } { } { } D
{ } { } {R} {A} { } { } {c} {c} { } { } {c} {c} E
{ } { } { } { } {P} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} G
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {E} {>} H
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} I
{ } {E} {D} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} J
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {M} { } K
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Navi (Priest) *HEAL GIVEN +10%* [Apprentice]
HP: 15/15
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 2
Int: 8
Spr: 4
Evade: 2%
Move: 2 cells

Angela (Nun) *REGEN [1]* [Novice]
HP: 15/15
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 5
Spr: 6
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Ry'kaltan (Shaman) [Master]
HP: 35/35
MP: 75/75
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 4
Int: 19
Spr: 17
Evade: 3%
Move: 2 cells

Patty (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Marlene (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Edmond (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Drey (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

{>} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Citizen's Bazaar (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)]

{c} - Cathedral
[No Occupy]

* * *

Location: Ender's Outpost - Docks

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{s} {^} {^} {^} {^} {^} {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} A
{s} {C} { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} B
{s} { } {K} { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} C
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {J} {C} { } { } D
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } E
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} G
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} H
{T} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} I
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} J
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} K
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } L
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {N} M
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } N
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} O
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Nika (Grand Illusionist) *VIGILANCE* [Legend]
HP: 150/150
MP: 150/150
DD: 0/200
Atk: 86
Def: 47
Int: 59
Spr: 67
Evade: 44%
Move: 7 cells

Thurge (Vandal) [Novice]
HP: 25/25
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 4
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Kimmel (Crew Cook) [Apprentice]
HP: 25/25
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 5
Def: 3
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 3 cells

Jackson (Sailor) [Apprentice]
HP: 30/30
MP: 25/25
DD: 0/10
Atk: 8
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Curt (Sailor) [Apprentice]
HP: 30/30
MP: 25/25
DD: 0/10
Atk: 8
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

{^} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Citizen's Bazaar (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)]

{s} - Storefront
[No Occupy]

{~} - Deep Water
[No Occupy]

{d} - Dock
[No Occupy]

Neutral Phase.

{Garret}

The guard had been standing stalwartly in the Citizen's Bazaar for what had to have been hours.  Out of all the mundane duties, maintaining the peace here was by far one of the most uninteresting.  He wasn't into people watching; he literally garnered no pleasure from this task.  Hardly anyone stole with so many guards around, and there were even fewer disputes meaning his job was to just stand there.  A lot of people asked for directions if they were new to the area, and a young girl approached him now seeking something from him, and if it was anything, it was probably directions.

"Where can I point you to, eh?  Come on, out with it," the disgruntled guard said and leered down at Marya with his dark brown eyes.  What skin that was visible was tan and his hair was oily and black.  He had a bit of a beard starting to grow in; it had been a while since he had shaved.  It was a good thing it grew slowly.  He was definitely approaching middle age if anything.  His skin was not as youthful as it might have been a several years ago.

{Daniella}

"Oh, honey, these are made by my head tailor," the rather tall, well-dressed woman responded before turning around to feast her eyes on the maid standing before her.  The woman had long dirty blonde hair that must have been well treated and well cared for because it practically glistened in the daylight sun, even the darker parts appeared more lustrous.  Her eyes were a warm amber color and her skin was a very light tan.  Her mascara and violet eye shadow gave the eyes a magical gleam, and her violet lipstick made her nicely sized lips stand out, alluring and inviting.  Her slim body was covered by a glorious white summer dress, edges gilded in fanciful golden pattern that curled and danced like vines of a plant.  She wore atop it a beige leather overcoat made of such excellently treated material, and on her feet were bold, cream-colored stilettos--ones that Adriane had taken such a liking to.

"You must be new around here if you don't know who I am, madame," the woman stated simply as she gave Adriane a once over.  "I run my own clothing line called Keurzelt, named after an ancient god of vanity.  This ensemble is part of my Summer Seaside Sensation collection."  She raised an eyebrow.  "You know for a work uniform your outfit is well-tailored.  Might I return the question and ask where you procured it, hm?  I know many of my opponents and this looks like none of their works."

Spoiler:

Player Phase.

Well the guy did not fail to disappoint.  He was just as scary as he looked.  Then again, Marya noticed a weariness in his eyes.  She wondered how long he had been a town guard, then realized that she could just ask him.

"I...I didn't need anything in particular.  I..I was just working on a school project while here on vacation, and it involves interviewing some guards," Marya lied and made up her cover story on the spot, taking advantage of her age to make it more believable.  "I was curious; how long have you been at this?  Being a guard that is?"

* * *

Eagle emerged in Heaven's Terrace in the area of the cathedral that was dedicated to the ancient deities of old.  Hardly anyone would consider themselves a believer anymore but the past and how the deities were rumored to shape it were always an intriguing thing to scholars, and many traveled the continent to come and study.  Eagle had perused the cathedral's extensive library in the past and read a few interesting books but was far from an expert on the topic.  He did, however, manage to make a few friends along the way.

"Brother Navi, astel ra omi," Eagle spoke as he approached the cathedral doors outside which stood a familiar face--a priest that had been working at the cathedral for quite some time.  "Vu arec onum?"

* * *

Claire stopped and asked a random guard for directions to the docks.  The terraces themselves were huge and then there were plenty of avenues leading from one terrace to the next.  He essentially told her to just work her way down--the docks would be at the very bottom.  She breathed a sigh of relief as the sounds of the sea and harbor became their most prominent yet and she found herself walking along wooden planks.  She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.  The smell of the sea was so relaxing...so relaxing that she did not open her eyes and instead bumped into a gentleman who was standing on the docks reading a....cookbook?

Claire bumbles into Kimmel!

Adriane's eyes lit up as the woman turned her full attention on her. From her hair to her eyeshadow to the delicate tan of her skin, everything radiated a certain sense of flair. It came as little surprise that the clothing all belonged to her own line – who better to wear it than the creator herself? The maid found herself gawking a little bit, only barely catching the woman's question. "Oh! This," she responded, tenderly brushing the sides of her dress, "I just picked this up a day or so ago at this little shop in Rose. I couldn't tell you who made it, but possibly the owner there? It wasn't a chain or anything... at least I suppose not."

Adriane shifted her weight a little bit. She clutched the tote bag on her shoulder a little more tightly. "I'm fairly new to this area to tell you the truth. It's just... so very different from home. Beautiful and a little scary."

Chapter 02-C: Outpost Recon

Location: Ender's Outpost - The Citizen's Bazaar

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{s} {s} {s} {s} {^} {^} {^} {s} {s} {s} {s} {s} A
{s} {E} { } {s} { } { } { } { } {s} { } { } {s} B
{s} { } { } {s} { } {C} { } { } {s} {B} { } {s} C
{s} { } { } {s} { } { } { } { } {s} { } { } {s} D
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} E
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {L} {s} F
{<} { } { } {K} {s} {s} {s} {s} { } { } {M} {s} G
{<} { } { } { } {s} { } {J} {s} { } { } { } {s} H
{<} { } { } { } {s} {s} {s} {s} { } { } { } {s} I
{<} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} J
{s} {s} {s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} K
{s} { } {D} {A} { } { } { } { } {M} {G} { } {s} L
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} M
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} N
{s} {s} {s} {X} {X} {X} {X} {X} {X} {b} {b} {b} O
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Marya (Nekomata)
HP: 50/50
MP: 25/25
DD: 10/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 13
Def: 8
Int: 3
Spr: 5
Evade: 21%
Move: 4 cells

Adriane (Maid) *HEAL GIVEN +20%* *MP COST -10%* *SUPP MP COST -15%*
HP: 25/25
MP: 45/45
DD: 6/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 3
Def: 6
Int: 11
Spr: 7
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Eagle (Blitzer) *WIND DMG TAKEN -10%*
HP: 45/45
MP: 25/25
DD: 10/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 10
Def: 7
Int: 2
Spr: 7
Evade: 15%
Move: 4 cells

Claire (Mage) *MP COST -10%*
HP: 20/20
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 2
Def: 3
Int: 10
Spr: 5
Evade: 2%
Move: 2 cells

Erisvorch (Shadow Emissary) [Apprentice]
HP: 50/50
MP: 40/40
DD: 0/10
Atk: 15
Def: 8
Int: 1
Spr: 5
Evade: 8%
Move: 4 cells

Daniella (Fashionista) [Intermediate]
HP: 50/50
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 9
Def: 7
Int: 1
Spr: 8
Evade: 11%
Move: 5 cells

Charles (Kingdom Soldier) *HEAL TAKEN +10%* [Intermediate]
HP: 45/45
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 12
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Garret (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Clarence (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Michael (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Beverly (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Katrina (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Jordan (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

{^} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to Docks (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)

{<} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Heaven's Terrace (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)

{X} - Blockade
[No Occupy]

{s} - Stall
[No Occupy]

{b} - Building
[No Occupy]

* * *

Location: Ender's Outpost - The Heaven's Terrace

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } { } {d} {d} { } { } A
{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } {N} { } { } { } { } B
{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} {E} { } { } { } { } C
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {c} { } { } { } { } { } D
{ } { } {R} {A} { } { } {c} {c} { } { } {c} {c} E
{ } { } { } { } {P} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} G
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} H
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} I
{ } {E} {D} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} J
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {M} { } K
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Navi (Priest) *HEAL GIVEN +10%* [Apprentice]
HP: 15/15
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 2
Int: 8
Spr: 4
Evade: 2%
Move: 2 cells

Angela (Nun) *REGEN [1]* [Novice]
HP: 15/15
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 5
Spr: 6
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Ry'kaltan (Shaman) [Master]
HP: 35/35
MP: 75/75
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 4
Int: 19
Spr: 17
Evade: 3%
Move: 2 cells

Patty (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Marlene (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Edmond (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Drey (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

{>} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Citizen's Bazaar (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)]

{c} - Cathedral
[No Occupy]

* * *

Location: Ender's Outpost - Docks

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{s} {^} {^} {^} {^} {^} {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} A
{s} { } {C} { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} B
{s} { } {K} { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} C
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {J} {C} { } { } D
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } E
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} G
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} H
{T} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} I
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} J
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} K
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } L
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {N} M
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } N
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} O
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Nika (Grand Illusionist) *VIGILANCE* [Legend]
HP: 150/150
MP: 150/150
DD: 0/200
Atk: 86
Def: 47
Int: 59
Spr: 67
Evade: 44%
Move: 7 cells

Thurge (Vandal) [Novice]
HP: 25/25
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 4
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Kimmel (Crew Cook) [Apprentice]
HP: 25/25
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 5
Def: 3
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 3 cells

Jackson (Sailor) [Apprentice]
HP: 30/30
MP: 25/25
DD: 0/10
Atk: 8
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Curt (Sailor) [Apprentice]
HP: 30/30
MP: 25/25
DD: 0/10
Atk: 8
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

{^} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Citizen's Bazaar (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)]

{s} - Storefront
[No Occupy]

{~} - Deep Water
[No Occupy]

{d} - Dock
[No Occupy]

Neutral Phase.

{Garret}

Well this was new.  Garret was kind of taken aback by the young girl's question as he had been drastically ill prepared.  He put a hand to his bearded chin and rubbed it in thought, squinting his eyes into the sky as he tilted his head back.

"About 14 years now I'd say.  There were lots of jobs in the military and it was safer than mercenary work.  Always had a knack for fighting," Garret explained after pondering a bit.  "But I wanted to make sure I used that to protect the people I cared about.  I mean fat use it is here where everything is peaceful.  Thought I'd get situated somewhere more dangerous, like Oasis or Accellus in the jungle where the Craze is thickest and the monsters most fierce.  But here I am on mundane bazaar patrol.  As it is every day..."

{Daniella}

"Ah one of Rose's quaint little clothing stores?  They don't make their own clothes; another company does that focuses on mass production," Daniella explained, taking a gander at her beautiful nails.  Dirt free, good.  "The garments look positively lovely but at Keurzelt we pride ourselves on look, durability, and versatility.  Your dress will probably fall apart in a month or two.  Whereas I could wear my current outfit every day and wash it every day for a few years at least without so much as a tear or rip.  Believe it or not I hunt my own rare ingredients for the cloth.  You wouldn't think it but I am a capable fighter.  I don't like to brag," she said nonchalantly with a chuckle as if it were the most casual thing in the world.

{Navi}

Navi had been standing outside greeting and talking to passersby when all of a sudden a familiar face just made his own face light with joy.

"Nyrrum ideen, Brother Eagle!!  Ki vy nara odos!  It has been so long it feels," Navi replied joyously, his voice soft and smooth like silk, filled with a kindness and radiance, his blue dazzling eyes agleam with the same light.  His skin was fair and nearly flawless, curly locks of blond hair spilling out of his head and down to his shoulders.  He cut a slender figure in the black priestly robes he wore.  He took Eagle in a tight embrace which Eagle sheepishly returned in kind.

"I've missed you so much and I'm so glad to see you well!  What brings you to Ender's this time?  Did Navier Lestaam send you?"

{Kimmel}

Kimmel had just bought a new cookbook today and was eager to get back to the galley to try out some recipes but had decided to stop on the docks and check a few out beforehand in case he needed ingredients.  He did not expect for a cute teenager to bump into him.  He dropped his book on the ground clumsily and reached down to pick it up only to wind up tumbling over.

"G-gosh sorry about that I prolly shouldn't'a been just standin' 'round an' such," he apologized, probably more flustered than Claire.

Spoiler:

Player Phase.

Marya didn't know what to make of the places the guard mentioned.  It did seem like he was greatly dissatisfied with being here.  She still wasn't sure it was time to drop a big ball on him.  She decided to give him a bit of encouragement.

"You know, this spot HAS to be dangerous.  The Crystal Sand gang causes trouble near here right?  Me and my family had a run-in with them near Lake Tamaris.  If we didn't have our battle-hardened grandpa with us we might not have made it..." Marya explained, putting on a sad face that was SO hard to keep as she wanted to laugh thinking about Turner as their grandpa.  He was the one who had established that story in the first place so it was easy for Marya to work with, as long as she didn't break out laughing and boy was it a tough chore to do that.

* * *

Eagle felt his face grow hot as Navi embraced him.  Why did the man always want to be so physical with him?  It was oddly comforting to Eagle.  Navi had taken care of him a long time ago, for his previous visit to Ender's and the cathedral and the library within wasn't entirely peaceful.  What had brought him there was great pain.  He winced just thinking about it.  He had been so weak back then.  He rubbed Navi's back a bit before breaking the hug and looking Navi in the eyes, a serious expression trying to masquerade the scarlet blush on his fierce visage.

"No, the Organization did not send me.  Nor have they given me a mission.  I've undertaken a task all my own as of late.  And I need to know if you've seen anything suspicious going on, specifically with the military," Eagle explained, cutting right to the chase.  Even though the area was still mostly free and clear, one could never know who might be listening in.  He wanted this ugly business out of the way, and most of all, he didn't want Navi getting caught up in something that could harm him.

* * *

Claire offered a hand and pulled the man to his feet.  He was a younger fellow with a buzz cut and bad skin.  He was handsome enough aside though.  Well built and much taller than Claire.  He seemed horridly awkward however.  One of his dark eyes was a little...off center.  A bit lazy maybe?  When he smiled he displayed an array of crooked teeth, slightly yellowed.  His outfit was very white, from his white sailor's shirt and white slacks.  His apron had been white at some point and still mostly was, but it was stained with blood and sauce and whatever food-related things might have been so unfortunate enough to wind up on it.

"No, no it was my fault.  What were you reading anyway?"  Claire felt really bad for bumping into the guy so she feigned interest.  Maybe she could figure out what this guy did.  She hadn't caught a good glimpse at the cover and she couldn't see it now as the guy held the book very close to him as if it were a precious artifact.

Adriane's complexion paled when Daniella mentioned her dress might fall apart. "Oh dear," she murmured, once again brushing the fabric at her sides. She had just bought this dress – while not overly expensive, it certainly wasn't something she wanted to get torn and tattered. Not like what had happened to her last dress. "I suppose I should pick up some more thread if I'll have to make repairs. I was attacked before I arrived in Rose and my last dress got damaged – I did what I could, but it's not nearly the same as it was."

The maid shifted her tote and reached in to retrieve the powder blue, frilly, lace-and-bow-covered uniform. Although a majority of the mending she had done proved to do little against the serrated cuts, it still looked quite lovely. Certainly unlike anything that anyone in this dimension wore. Unlike home too. It wasn't designed for a chain or collection – this dress was all hers. The maid smiled at the thought before a sudden realization dawned on her. The cheer on her face blossomed. "I know this is sudden, but perhaps you could assist me? My grandmother made this for me and I'd like to preserve it if at all possible. I don't have much money to tell you the truth, but I'd be more than happy to pay you what you like."

Chapter 02-C: Outpost Recon

Location: Ender's Outpost - The Citizen's Bazaar

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{s} {s} {s} {s} {^} {^} {^} {s} {s} {s} {s} {s} A
{s} {E} { } {s} { } { } { } { } {s} { } { } {s} B
{s} { } { } {s} { } {C} { } { } {s} {B} { } {s} C
{s} { } { } {s} { } { } { } { } {s} { } { } {s} D
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} E
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {L} {s} F
{<} { } { } {K} {s} {s} {s} {s} { } { } {M} {s} G
{<} { } { } { } {s} { } {J} {s} { } { } { } {s} H
{<} { } { } { } {s} {s} {s} {s} { } { } { } {s} I
{<} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} J
{s} {s} {s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} K
{s} { } {D} {A} { } { } { } { } {M} {G} { } {s} L
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} M
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {s} N
{s} {s} {s} {X} {X} {X} {X} {X} {X} {b} {b} {b} O
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Marya (Nekomata)
HP: 50/50
MP: 25/25
DD: 10/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 13
Def: 8
Int: 3
Spr: 5
Evade: 21%
Move: 4 cells

Adriane (Maid) *HEAL GIVEN +20%* *MP COST -10%* *SUPP MP COST -15%*
HP: 25/25
MP: 45/45
DD: 6/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 3
Def: 6
Int: 11
Spr: 7
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Eagle (Blitzer) *WIND DMG TAKEN -10%*
HP: 45/45
MP: 25/25
DD: 10/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 10
Def: 7
Int: 2
Spr: 7
Evade: 15%
Move: 4 cells

Claire (Mage) *MP COST -10%*
HP: 20/20
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
CG: 0/50
Atk: 2
Def: 3
Int: 10
Spr: 5
Evade: 2%
Move: 2 cells

Erisvorch (Shadow Emissary) [Apprentice]
HP: 50/50
MP: 40/40
DD: 0/10
Atk: 15
Def: 8
Int: 1
Spr: 5
Evade: 8%
Move: 4 cells

Daniella (Fashionista) [Intermediate]
HP: 50/50
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 9
Def: 7
Int: 1
Spr: 8
Evade: 11%
Move: 5 cells

Charles (Kingdom Soldier) *HEAL TAKEN +10%* [Intermediate]
HP: 45/45
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 12
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Garret (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Clarence (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Michael (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Beverly (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Katrina (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Jordan (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: --/--
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

{^} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to Docks (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)

{<} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Heaven's Terrace (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)

{X} - Blockade
[No Occupy]

{s} - Stall
[No Occupy]

{b} - Building
[No Occupy]

* * *

Location: Ender's Outpost - The Heaven's Terrace

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } { } {d} {d} { } { } A
{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} { } {N} { } { } { } { } B
{ } {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} {c} {E} { } { } { } { } C
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {c} { } { } { } { } { } D
{ } { } {R} {A} { } { } {c} {c} { } { } {c} {c} E
{ } { } { } { } {P} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} G
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} H
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} I
{ } {E} {D} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {>} J
{ } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {M} { } K
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Navi (Priest) *HEAL GIVEN +10%* [Apprentice]
HP: 15/15
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 2
Int: 8
Spr: 4
Evade: 2%
Move: 2 cells

Angela (Nun) *REGEN [1]* [Novice]
HP: 15/15
MP: 30/30
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 5
Spr: 6
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Ry'kaltan (Shaman) [Master]
HP: 35/35
MP: 75/75
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 4
Int: 19
Spr: 17
Evade: 3%
Move: 2 cells

Patty (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Marlene (Civilian) [Novice]
HP: 5/5
MP: 15/15
DD: 0/10
Atk: 1
Def: 1
Int: 2
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 2 cells

Edmond (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Drey (Town Guard) [Apprentice]
HP: 35/35
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

{>} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Citizen's Bazaar (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)]

{c} - Cathedral
[No Occupy]

* * *

Location: Ender's Outpost - Docks

Objective: Secure information regarding the possible existence of a strange machine in the vicinity of Ender's Outpost while recruiting new members to the rebel cause!

{s} {^} {^} {^} {^} {^} {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} A
{s} { } {C} { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} B
{s} { } {K} { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} C
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {J} {C} { } { } D
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } E
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} G
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} H
{T} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} I
{ } { } { } { } { } { } {d} {~} {~} {~} {~} {~} J
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} K
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } L
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {N} M
{s} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } N
{s} { } { } { } { } { } {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} {d} O
-1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9---10--11--12-

Nika (Grand Illusionist) *VIGILANCE* [Legend]
HP: 150/150
MP: 150/150
DD: 0/200
Atk: 86
Def: 47
Int: 59
Spr: 67
Evade: 44%
Move: 7 cells

Thurge (Vandal) [Novice]
HP: 25/25
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 7
Def: 4
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Kimmel (Crew Cook) [Apprentice]
HP: 25/25
MP: 20/20
DD: 0/10
Atk: 5
Def: 3
Int: 1
Spr: 3
Evade: 1%
Move: 3 cells

Jackson (Sailor) [Apprentice]
HP: 30/30
MP: 25/25
DD: 0/10
Atk: 8
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

Curt (Sailor) [Apprentice]
HP: 30/30
MP: 25/25
DD: 0/10
Atk: 8
Def: 5
Int: 1
Spr: 4
Evade: 3%
Move: 3 cells

{^} - Change of Area Indicator
[No Occupy]
[Trigger Command: Proceed to The Citizen's Bazaar (Allows access to the next area.  Range: Adjacent.)]

{s} - Storefront
[No Occupy]

{~} - Deep Water
[No Occupy]

{d} - Dock
[No Occupy]

Neutral Phase.

{Garret}

"The Crystal Sand you say?  Those bastards have been causing trouble for so long and the King has actually put a restriction on any activity meant to directly confront them unless the situation at present is "extremely dangerous and life-threatening to civilian lives" which is ridiculous," Garret growled with a scowl.  "They abduct people!  And there's nothing we can do about it.  Old Gods be damned, we are so helpless.  And meanwhile people ARE getting hurt--the people I vowed to protect when I took my guard's oath."

{Daniella}

Daniella took hold of the dress that Adriane pulled out.  The materials were fairly common but the uniform itself was very well threaded--done so in such a way that most of the durability was preserved which was impressive.  Even a master seamstress like Daniella was still striving to improve her needlework to a caliber of that extent.  She could definitely teach the woman standing before her how to fix it.  There was a lot of work to be done on it, and even though the patchwork done on it now was decent, it still had quite some way to go.  Daniella seemed lost in thought for minutes before finally responding.

"I can do just that, and you are in luck.  I have down time with which to do it.  How long are you in Ender's, madame?  What even brings you here?  You may only be learning some finer tips but it still takes dedication," Daniella scoffed, placing a hand on her hip.

{Navi}

"There have been a great spike in engineers appearing here," Navi stated for his friend who seemed to be rather urgent about the matter.  It did nothing but worry him on the inside but he would wait a bit to voice his concerns.  For now he wanted to help Eagle out as much as he could.  "However, that's not the craziest part.  The Dreadknight has been seen around here a lot as of late as well, and her consistent presence here is unprecedented.  Hell, despite this being a military outpost, the presence of any council member has been slim.  We both know she's not here for the Crystal Sand, so why is she here?"

Navi paused a moment, the strong face he had before starting to melt into the one of care for his friend.

"What have you gotten into exactly, Eagle?" he spoke softly and more quietly, seizing Eagle's hand.  "I know the Organization has you do dangerous stuff, but this seems far worse than anything they could have assigned you.  Be honest with me."

{Kimmel}

Kimmel donned a look of surprise.  He figured the girl was a lover of books perhaps?  She would probably be disappointed that it was just a cookbook.  A few moments passed before he realized he was just standing there awkwardly and she was waiting for him to reply so he just went for it.

"It's a n-new book o' recipes that I went and picked up from the bookstore," Kimmel stated, trying to sound proud but the words came out partially jumbled.  "I'm a crew cook ya see, and I was hopin' ta treat the sailors to some better meals 'en what they been havin' o' late."

Spoiler:

Player Phase.

So the king had formally restricted activity against the Crystal Sand?  Sounds like what Regis and Turner said was true.  It was so odd that King William could let these thugs run amok and not do anything about it.  Does he think they'll just stop becoming a problem if the dimensions get fused?  Then the people of both dimensions will be in dire trouble.  Why wait to take them out?  They clearly needed to go.

"I think the King is more concerned for his little plan at the moment...you know.  The one to fuse dimensions?" Marya stated, putting it a little sourly so that maybe she could convey herself as being empathetic with the guard, which wasn't too different from the truth.  In a way, she could.  This was a good man right here who wanted to protect people but he couldn't.  What if he wanted to actually abscond?

* * *

Eagle clutched onto Navi's hand but couldn't bring himself to look into the priest's eyes.  They were too innocent.  It would make it hard to lie, but in the end he wouldn't lie to Navi anyway.  The priest knew him all too well and wouldn't let him live it down.  He did have to be honest.  Navi had Eagle right where he wanted him.

"Listen, the group I'm working with...they're trying to figure out the truth behind the King's plan," Eagle explained.  "They aren't directly opposing the king at the moment but if things turn out that the King is doing something dangerous that could harm both dimensions, we're likely going to confront him.  Navier Lestaam will likely aid in our endeavors once I explain to them what's going on.  Where have those engineers been going?  We're looking for a strange machine and the presence of so many indicate that they might be performing maintenance on something big.  The Dreadknight's presence here is unsettling as well."

* * *

"Aww well that is so sweet of you!" Claire praised the fellow.  It was obvious he was dying of nervousness.  Maybe it was best to let him go for the moment.  "You should probably get to it!  Evening will be upon us soon and I'm sure the sailors will be hungry.  Might want to prepare to serve them; I'm sure they'll enjoy one of your new recipes," Claire chimed reassuringly giving him a halfhearted smile.  Despite the awkwardness she could definitely tell this guy had a good heart and a passion for what he did.  It wasn't a fiery passion but a softer one that dwelt within.