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“There you go, I want to go. You just unfortunately have to tag along.” Faasnu Gein looked over at the kid and noticed the smile on his face. Something about it made him feel happy, and he got a kick out of seeing the kid happy. Neither one knew what the outcome of this journey would be, so all that mattered was making it a memorable one, no matter what happened in the end of it all. Faasnu Gein looked over out the window, still seeing a good amount of daylight, but not enough to continue the ride after this. Prowling the roads at night was a stupid idea, unless you were a highway man or some rouge bandit. The dragonkin would know this from experience, seeing as how he used to be on both side of that fence. If his time with his band of misfits taught him anything, it’s that there is always someone to rough around for a bit more extra gold. He wouldn’t say he regretted anything he did, but he sure had a feeling that dishonest work would soon be behind him once this was over.
The ride soon came to a stop, and a knock at the carriage door was heard. Faasnu Gein placed a hand on the boy’s shoulders, as to motion him to hold his seat. The dragonkin opened the door and stepped out to see the carriage rider there and not far from them was the fishing port they were to go to. A guard stood next to the rider asking for verification. Faasnu Gein looked inside the carriage and pointed at the boy. One of the buckles on the boy robe had the insignia of the royal family, which instantly prompted the guard to allow them passage. Faasnu Gein reach in, gently pulling on the boy hand. “Elvar, were here. Before and watch your step.” Faasnu Gein held both of the boy’s hands and led him out of the carriage, guiding him off the steps and safety onto the ground. “Come on, let’s head towards the inn. The king said we were supposed to meet an informant there who knew about some artifact that could possibly help against the coming danger.”
The walk towards the inn was not a long one, but the shocked expressions and confused stares really made the trek seem longer than it did. Faasnu Gein was used to them, but it still always bothered him. The dragonkin felt no real danger, seeing as how the village was no so big that they might be housing some underground bandit ring; again, he would know. Soon enough, they made it towards the inn and both stepped in. Faasnu gein allowing Elvar to step in first before him.
It wasn’t until they were in, that he really felt like all eyes were on them. The inn double as a tavern, so there were men and women enjoy drink and food, but when you see a six foot, eight inches dragonkin walk in with a five foot three inches seer, eyes were bound to divert towards you. It kind of pissed the dragonkin off, but as long as no one confronted them, he would be content to live and let live. Faasnu Gein looked around trying to see if he could see this informant, but he couldn’t see anyone that resembled a agent of the king. Still, daytime was coming to an end and rest was a welcomed idea. “Let’s go get a room for the night. We can head out in the morning.” Faasnu Gein walked over towards the counter with the boy in hand and waved at the inn keeper. There was a bit of fear welling up in the man as Faasnu Gein’s sight seemed to intimidate him. “How may I help you, sir?”
“I need a room for the night, please. How much will it be?” Of course, before he could fetch for his gold, the person sitting next to him brought out some gold and laid it flat on the counter. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.” The mysterious stranger turned their head to reveal a young women with copper hair and fair skin. She was the king’s agent and to Faasnu Gein’s surprise, an old accomplice.
Once in the room, Faasnu Gein sat Elvar down on the bed and turned back towards Dagger. “What are you doing here?” She took the seat next to the desk and chuckled. “I could ask the same thing. I thought you were busy breaking the law and such.”
“I got caught, now I’m working for his highness. And I guess you’re the agent he said we were supposed to look for?” She flashed her ‘badge’ and then looked at Elvar. She got up and walked over towards the young seer and brushed the flecks of hair from his face. “I suppose you are the one.”
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