The continued adventures of not Vikings
10-15-2018, 05:38 PM
Gwain looks nervously to the healer dutifully tending to his brother's wounds. "If you will mam, a moment of privacy?." He watches impatiently, foot tapping in visible discomfort until the brothers and their new companion are left alone.
"I just came back from checking on The Cultivator. I found him, Vengence, and one of the infantry on the floor. Killed. The infantry man, his clothes had been taken, used as a disguise to hide in our midst. As fate would have it, the assassin has enough concern for hygiene to leave those on him," he says, pointing to the cloth Nibbs sniffs curiously. "I passed the killer on the way to The Cultivator's room, I'm sure if it, but I didn't know it then. We have to find them before they wreak any more havoc."
"I just came back from checking on The Cultivator. I found him, Vengence, and one of the infantry on the floor. Killed. The infantry man, his clothes had been taken, used as a disguise to hide in our midst. As fate would have it, the assassin has enough concern for hygiene to leave those on him," he says, pointing to the cloth Nibbs sniffs curiously. "I passed the killer on the way to The Cultivator's room, I'm sure if it, but I didn't know it then. We have to find them before they wreak any more havoc."
