12-27-2015, 08:50 AM
The captain looked over Alice’s documents, then back to her.
“You have nothing better to do than be Yuri’s secretary?” The captain handed back the documents without waiting for a response.
“When you’re done with him, you send him to me.” He clearly wasn’t happy that one of his soldiers was using agents of the empire for his personal use.
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Meanwhile, after Morgan surrendered her weapons, the group was off to jail! A total of three soldiers accompanied the three as they were escorted into a cell. Though there was plenty of room to pace around, there was only one bucket (to serve as a bathroom) and one bed. That bed already had an occupant: a man completely covered in robes. He sat on the bed in silence as the three were put in his cell.
“Now don’t be talking to that monk there, heh heh heh,” the guard told the group, giggling as he patrolled the rest of the jail house. Paige’s head swiftly turned to their roommate. This must have been him! As soon as the guard was out of view, Paige darted to the bed to speak to the monk.
“Friar Thomas, is that you?” she whispered to avoid drawing attention.
The monk simply lifted his hood, but said nothing. He put a finger to his mouth to signify that he would not be speaking.
“Tell me you haven’t taken a vow of silence.”
The monk, of course, said nothing.
“You have nothing better to do than be Yuri’s secretary?” The captain handed back the documents without waiting for a response.
“When you’re done with him, you send him to me.” He clearly wasn’t happy that one of his soldiers was using agents of the empire for his personal use.
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Meanwhile, after Morgan surrendered her weapons, the group was off to jail! A total of three soldiers accompanied the three as they were escorted into a cell. Though there was plenty of room to pace around, there was only one bucket (to serve as a bathroom) and one bed. That bed already had an occupant: a man completely covered in robes. He sat on the bed in silence as the three were put in his cell.
“Now don’t be talking to that monk there, heh heh heh,” the guard told the group, giggling as he patrolled the rest of the jail house. Paige’s head swiftly turned to their roommate. This must have been him! As soon as the guard was out of view, Paige darted to the bed to speak to the monk.
“Friar Thomas, is that you?” she whispered to avoid drawing attention.
The monk simply lifted his hood, but said nothing. He put a finger to his mouth to signify that he would not be speaking.
“Tell me you haven’t taken a vow of silence.”
The monk, of course, said nothing.