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@Chris: Yes, the armory was guarded by two soldiers, as always. Not everyone in the castle was watching the match, after all.

He can double you. Two lucky shots and yer dead

The current story direction makes me angry. I need to crit something.

You can crit Adrien if you want, guards won't budge

@Seyena&Valor: The fat priest blinked, and then grabbed Valor by collar of his shirt, pulling him a bit down.

"Are you mad? This is no time for jokes! Twelve bottles means more than twenty people! How am I supposed to-- bah! Get out of here before I call the guards! You can't ever rely on those pesky nobles, they always screw up, I hope Prixima's castle gets conquered or she dies in an explosion..." He trailed off with his curses, walking away without even accepting the waterskin from Seyena's hands.

@Chris: Aaron grabbed the bouquet and moved toward the window, as Prixima was ravaged by the allergy fit, sneezing three more times before Aaron opened the window and tossed the flowers out. Snorting and sobbing, Pirxima moved from her desk and toward one of the low dressers near the window, taking out a small towel out of it. Aaron, with pokerface on and no word at all, re-joined Chris in front of Prixima's desk as she sat down, breathing slowly and wiping away tears.

"As far as flowers go, last time you brought me the graveblooms. It's the only type I don't have allergy to." Prixima sighed aloud, cleaning her nose into the small towel. She certainly didn't look like a lady right now.

@Seyena&Valor: The priests and soldiers grumbled amongst each other, after one of the healers, a fat, short man, moved closer to Valor and inspected his face from close, but safe, distance. He then extended his right hand and his fat finger poked at Valor's neck, on the left, and then right side.

"Well he doesn't look like he is suffering from plague! Apologies, we aren't used to pegasus deliveries, considering how flying mounts are expensive." The fat healer sighed in relief as the most of the circle broke out.

"Praise to Lady Prixima; the previous shipments helped a lot, and with this one, we should be set for a day or two. Twelve bottles, like before?"

@Chris: Prixima listened, her fingers tapping at her shoulders as her annoyance with the report grew. but it was evident she began to lose interest after the report moved from Eor and lack of Dragonstone to the mention of the messenger.

"So, my cousin is dead. This is a good thing, at last I will have entire county under me. You don't have the Dragonstone, and I don't even feel surprised. Aaron, make sure that the messenger boy problem with be dealt with. I'm not interested in pampering every soldier here. As for Adrien--"

Prixima suddenly sneezed, so loud that it was heard outside the office. The guards briefly looked at the door.

"Hmph, I have to whip that maiden. The dust is all ov.. ov..." Prixima could only cover her mouth before she sneezed mightily again. When she looked at the two, she had slightly reddish eyes.

"My allergy! Flowers! Which of you brought flowers here!"

@Seyena&Valor: The rest of the journey went without incident. The pegasus got them to the city of Vilino, and they could easily see a large white tent, set adjacent to the northern gate. It would be best candidate for the residence of healers or at least someone in charge of the gate.

@rest:

"If you say so." Not waiting for anybody else, the patrol-funeral-mercenary group went it's slow way toward the castle. They've passed that serpent-shaped part of the road, and the small piles of dark dirt indicated the burial spots of the bandits who died here some time ago, from mercenaries' blades.

After some more time, they got to the castle, and Aaron, without a moment of rest, brought the whole group inside and upstairs, until they ended at the door leading to Prixima's office.

"I will go first, please wait here a moment." With that and face full of optimism, Aaron went into Prixima's office.

@rest: Aaron rubbed the back of his neck, looking quite unsure what to do now.

"So, I think the larger problem will be Captain Torres as it was his nephew. Lady Prixima isn't the one to care about every soldier's life in her castle. So there's that, I will have to speak with Lady Prixima and Captain Torres. You really keep me stressed sometimes..." Aaron, after that, instructed his soldiers to tie the litter and the body to the late messenger's horse, and then he instructed his group to go toward the fortress at reduced speed, and to look around for Adrien.

"You're welcomed to have a ride with my cavaliers if any of you doesn't feel like walking."