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BEHOLD THE FABULOUSEST OF ALL!

@Olison:

"I'm glad you remember me. When Derick was wandering with me and Joz and others, he mentioned you several times, but I was skeptic, I thought it was some other guy named Olison..." Matilda couldn't help but giggle a little.

"So, you're mercenary now?"

@Gregor:

"I see, I see... yes, we saw the mercenaries and the army fight... that was... it was more bloody than the fight you had. The mercenaries fought like lions, and I believe they slew a whole unit of mages. But in the end, they were killed, one by one. We were afraid to interfere, but what we could do with few pitchforks against a veteran army? And then, with all that pillaging... and that blonde scum! The things he had done, oh! They were such nice, young girls... Oh, I'm sorry. You need rest whilst all I'm doing is complaining to you. There's one house that's big enough to house even twenty people. I will arrange for the food and beds to be prepared. If you excuse me." The elder bowed his head and then moved away. Villagers began to slow clean the rubble, cover and take the corpses outside the village's walls.

"Leo, tell Sara to go to the front and put the squishy mages between me and her. We're being followed, I believe - I've noticed only a moment ago. We might be ultimately getting in a fight, very, very quickly."

"I've told you just now. We will be moving through a region of poisonous swamps near the coast. I know that there are no Riemondian outposts there."

The journey continues. The group quickly moved from the farmlands to the thick, dense forests, resembling those in the Vinland region, where the walls of trees were so thick and tall that sometimes it was dark like at night under the leafy ceiling.

"After we get to the south-eastern perimeter, we will move off the road and approach Mireos through the Murkwaters. The residual, magical waste is said to be still there. Or, at least, the land is still dead. That keeps Riemondians from setting up border checkpoints there. We will slip into Mireos unnoticed."

Leo just covered his face with both hands and followed along idly wondering if this chick was a descendent of Chris.

Personally I see her as a mash-up of Chris, Charlotte and Gregor.

WHAT HATH SCIENCE DONE?

"Great. Just five minutes." Irene moved toward the gatehouse, but not to the small window in the middle of the passage under the arc - she went to the door leading inside the gatehouse. When the door opened, she let out a small giggle and said something to the guard. She was let in after a moment, and the door was shut.

"Yes, let's go." That said, Irene disembarked from the boat with mercenaries in tow.

The blonde soldier lady took them through the smaller roads, alleys, the poorest districts of the city. They could see almost nude children playing in the mood, beggars and all kinds of impoverished folk. Irene, however, spared no coin for them - she was more concentrated on looking around at every window and alley they have passed.

Then, they got to one of the smaller gatehouses - the one that allowed people in and out, but was too narrow for wagons and too small for horsemen. She raised her hand, and then looked at the mercenaries, gritting her teeth.

"Okay, I will need five minutes. Can you wait here and not bring unwanted attention upon yourselves?"