[IRP] Secrets of the Empire

[Swift_Assassin]

"Well? Notice anything?"

"It would seem that the Ilian has coerced a local into accompanying her. Given his tattered garbs, she probably promised food or coin," Wolfram relayed. He had yet to notice this apparent lunacy that Shad was referencing, but he'll find out sooner or later. "Lord nephew, we can't keep hiding here forever. Either we approach Paige to accompany or be on our way to meet up with her by the castle."

"Does it appear that we're going to be stuck with Kalin?" Shad questioned. Wolfram took another look around the corner then nodded at Shad. He sighed, almost feeling a headache come on."You owe me for this."

"Will me not confiscating your 'journal' count?" the shaman questioned rhetorically as he turned the corner. Reluctantly Shad followed behind him. "Lady Paige," Wolfram called out. "I hate to impose, but I'd like to offer my professional help as historian with your research." He pretended to just realize Gunoy and Kalin were there. "Oh, sorry to interrupt." He looked at Gunoy, "You were with Klara, right? And you are?" He directed towards Kalin and her 'brother'.

"That's...Kalin. She was with me and Paige at the village," Shad 'informed' as he limped behind Wolfram supported by his cane. "I don't know who the boy is though."

"Where's your manners today, pup? First the tea shop, now here. You are never going to grow up at this rate."

"It's good to see you again, Kalin. This is my uncle, Wolfram," Shad introduced his uncle to who may become the bane of his existence...or at least sanity.