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[Sirus]

"Lets hope at least this time we can get it done without a fight. I have some hopes on that."

: "Great Dragon, I hope so. Killing Eor's militia was bad enough. Killing a bunch of scholars in a temple would probably condemn us all."

[Gamerboy4life]

"Lets hope at least this time we can get it done without a fight. I have some hopes on that."

"That's surprising coming from you, Tantallos. I thought you liked fighting?" Seyena asked, giving the newcomer a quick glance before she mounted her pegasus.

[Powder Miner]

"It would likely not condemn us if they try to kill us. Though of course that is hardly preferable. ...Assuming there will be talking first. There will be talking, not just brandishing of weapons, right?"

[Sirus]

Gregor glanced at the pegasus rider.

: "Ah, Seyena. This is Sir Jorinn. He'll be joining us for now. Sir Jorinn, Seyena."

"It would likely not condemn us if they try to kill us. Though of course that is hardly preferable. ...Assuming there will be talking first. There will be talking, not just brandishing of weapons, right?"

: "We'll certainly try talking first..."

[Powder Miner]

Alexander nods at the pegasus rider.

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Nice to meet you, Alexander.. "

Tantallos laughed and turned around to face Seyena.

"I have my moments, you know. Besides.. I would not be able to look for books and tomes if we were under attack, right?"

[Gamerboy4life]

Seyena gives a quick smile to the knight, before addressing Tantallos. "That's a good point."

[Haspen]

Marpa sighed, seeing all the mercenaries slowly loading themselves on the horses of her riders. More than half of the horses had to bear not one, but two people on the saddles.

"I'm going to kill someone when we get back. I'm so going to..."

After that, the troop left the fortress in a rhythmic trot, the horses being swift even with the extra weight.

~~Chapter 3: The Border City of Fezzan~~

Fezzan.
Large, prosperous city, that was changing the owner more then thirty times in the last one hundred years.
Originally Menelean, it was bought or conquered by the two warring sides many times because of it's strategic location.
It's been four years since Menelean troops took the city back from Berebian ocuppation forces. It seems as if Berebians almost gave up on the city.
As the mercenaries enter the city, everything seems to be at peace...

Marpa's riders passed the large, stone arch that was leading into the city. As promised by Prixima, Marpa got the mercenaries to the city in less than a day. The morning coldness was giving away to the brightness and warmth of noon time.

The city gate was wide open, allowing every person to come in and leave Fezzan as they want - as if the citizens were oblivious to the fact that they're half a day travel from Berebian border, and their vast armies.

Captain Marpa sighed with content when her riders stopped on a small plaza, with a fountain at its centre.

"Ahh, nothing beats a city like this. Well, you guys can get off my horses now. I hope next time I will hear less complaints."

"You were in Fezzan before... right? You know where to go?" Marpa asked, her face suddenly shaded with doubt.

[Gamerboy4life]

"I've been here before. I'm pretty sure I remember where the Temple is." Seyena spoke up.

[Haspen]

Marpa sighed in relief, not bothering to hide it.

"My mission takes me to the Fezzan Keep. I will be returning to Kesselring tomorrow morning. If you want to ride back with us, make sure to meet us at this plaza here, tomorrow morning, when the sun will be still low. We will wait for you for a while, but no more. I hope that's clear?"

[Powder Miner]

:"You couldn't have made it more so."

[Praefectus Screptum]

Tantallos clapped his gloved hands together and nodded.

"Well, if you might know where it is, it will take less time than I thought."

[Haspen]

"Good. Until tomorrow, then." With that, she shouted at her riders, and the entire cavalry unit moved up the main street, to the north.

When the cavaliers cleared the plaza, the crowds returned, and the mercenaries found themselves in a sea of random people.

[Sirus]

Gregor sighed.

: "I guess we better get to work if we want to make the deadline. Seyena, do you remember where the Temple of the Scriptures is located?"

[Gamerboy4life]

Gregor sighed.

: "I guess we better get to work if we want to make the deadline. Seyena, do you remember where the Temple of the Scriptures is located?"

"Yes, as I recall, it's in the eastern part of the city. It's not that hard to miss when you get over there, really." Seyena said, starting to cut through the crowd towards their destination.