[IRP] Beginnings of Change

[WyvernSlayer]

Yuri quietly rounded the corner as he heard Cassandra’s voice.
 
“I’m here,” he said.
 
 He reached behind himself to grab the handle of the travel chest he had brought with him.  The chest’s contents clattered and rattled as he approached the group, displeased with the uneven prison floor.
 
“Cassandra has told me everything,” said Yuri.  He looked down at the chest.  “I’ve brought you your weapons from the detention center.  Those of you who wield um… other magic…” he looked up at Shad and frowned.  “...oh.  Nevermind."
 
The group seemed a bit surprised to see Yuri.  It was understandable – he wore the garb of their enemies, after all.  Perhaps the most startled was the monk that had apparently joined them.  Yuri took a step towards him, and he hastily stepped away in fear.
 
“I’m sorry for the way my brothers have mistreated you, sir.”  Yuri bowed his head.  “These are good people, and they will-“
 
Just then, he heard the sounds of rumbling footsteps.  Yuri’s head snapped round and peered up the stairs leading out of the cell block.  There were a few voices shouting – some that Yuri even recognized.
 
“They must be onto me now.  We don’t have much time.  Hurry, take your weapons!  We’ll try going out the back way.”