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Haiku Hitman
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" Don't Wake Them Up!"
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Foxx cried out in pain as the Carvers overwhelmed him and his companion. Everyone was getting down in submission, as the Carvers attacked those who did not stop fighting and get down on the ground: a hail of crossbow bolts rained on Vergil who was casting his spell in the dark blizzard, striking through his hand, messing up the spell, as pain shot up his back and his vision went black; Moss rushed to Isa, crossbow bolts pinging off his shield, as he blocked a club bash falling down on Isa's head and shoved the Carver away.

"I said stop fighting and get on the ground!" bellowed the Carvers again. Lamps were blaring towards the chaotic tent, the panic died down as all around Carvers were running into the mess tent area and subduing people, and they were slowly controlling the situation.

"We yield!" Foxx said calmly, as his silver-haired companion struggled for a moment, before following suit and they were dog piled.

No one seemed to pay Sassy any mind, thinking she was being submissive, while the Carvers now turned their attention to Isa and Moss who was fighting back to back with him.

Suddenly something odd started to happen. A golden dust rain with small prancing unicorns and pink lollipops descended upon the camp, booping people on the nose. There was a crash and clatter of lamps as everyone around Sassy, Isa, Moss, and Vergil slumped down on the ground unconscious and snoring. And then all was silent, with nothing but the raging blizzard outside.

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Silly artist
- Isa Bianchi -
“Thank goodness~”​

Just as the pair rushed over to each other, Isa immediately covered Moss’ back, holding his staff like a club of his own as he swung at a carver. Missing as he backed off. Hearing a familiar hollow thud above his head, he grinned appreciatively. “Thank you-!” He said to Moss as the carvers yelled at them. This felt familiar to the redhead as this situation reminded him of that time at the raptors surrounded them at the flooding ruins in the Highlands.

Just as he swept his eyes out for Sassy—-spotting her by the tent hole she cut into—- his eyes landed on the falling figure outside as the tent flaps billowed from the blizzard winds. The guy in yellow who chased one of the thieves. His mind whirled as he swung again, making sure none of the carvers go near Moss when suddenly ..... prancing unicorns and pink lollipops danced around as gold dust sparkled over everyone. Isa blinked owlishly as everyone slumped. Some landing on the gruel, others on top of each other. Then he sighed in relief, his tense shoulders slumped as he peeked at Moss with a tired smile.

”. . . Must be L. She really is like a lucky charm...Are you okay, Moss?” Isa asked worryingly as he turned on his own lantern that’s hooked on his belt. The flames within glowed white to clearly see and check on him before looking over at Sassy, grimacing at the arrow that’s sticking out of her back. “Ouch . . . Uh, do ya mind to checking on Mrs. fierce tutu, Mo- Mr. Mumbo? I’ll be back soon.” With a quick kiss on his tanned cheek, the redhead jogged out of the tent, and into the blizzard. Looking for an intense yellow within the white show. Once he did find the stranger—- behind a rock! And the thief is here too! Lucky break.—- Isa quickly cuffed the hunter-like thief’s wrists. Then he peeked at the yellow figure, wincing at the sight of arrows sticking out of his dead-

Indigo eyes widened as he watched a small raised from his back. He is still alive?!

Isa quickly took out his medical book, ready to carefully break one end of the arrows and stitch his wounds. Then he spotted the stranger’s bag with a trauma kit spilled out and used it. Only to realize, to his horror, how much his fingers were shaking. Even with his gloves on, it’s too cold for him. He quickly stood up and ran over to the tent, calling for L to please come help that yellow guy that was chasing that thief outside.

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Haiku Hitman
- Moss Adamaris -
"Carver Rest Camp, Archean's Hammer, The Fridge"

"Welcome, filos mou!" Moss smiled back at him from under the snow camouflage. He distractedly looked around for Sassy and was alarmed to see a bolt through her back again. He ignored the Carvers too, trusting his friends got something up their sleeves and crouched, ready to spring between Sassy and Isa to protect them, but was suddenly surprised to see prancing, nose-booping unicorns rain on them, a couple pooping rainbows.

"On it." Moss quickly rushed to Sassy's side, sliding on his knees to steady her and hold the bolt shaft. "Hey, Miss Fierce Tutu, let's sit you up and stop that bleeding." He dropped his bag, then looked over to the sleeping silver thief and Foxx. "Hold on a moment, can I have your sealing cuffs?" He manacled the two before returning to tend on Sassy, asking permission to touch her before patching her up.

Outside, a white snowy bush on top of a bounding Okami came leaping into camp and stopped next to Isa "Yellow guy?!" Shouted L through the howling blizzard. "Oh! He's one of us! Quick!" She looked round. "Let's rendezvous in that dugout!" she pointed at the one closest to the direction of their camp towards the north west, where a warm brazier was alight inside. Together they brought Vergil in, moving out the sleeping Carvers into another dugout, and then the little gnome got to work. "What happened? We got them right? We're safe right?"

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Silly artist
- Isa Bianchi -

Isa pulled his ghillie suit closer as he listened to L’s words, petting underneath Okami’s chin and behind the ears. Feeling his fingers starting to warm up as he casually nodded at the fact that—- wait! What?! He‘s part of their group?! The redhead blinked owlishly before shaking his head. “Alright!”

He helped carry the stranger inside of the dugout where there’s a warm brazier and carried out the carvers into another dugout. As L started to heal the yellow jacket stranger, Isa went back outside with Okami for a quick few minutes, and came back with the sleeping hunter-looking thief slumped on Okami’s saddle. He left the thief on the floor and close to his side in case he wakes up; Isa has his staff in his hand and ready to knock him out. “We got ‘em.” Isa grinned, tired but relived. “I’m pretty sure Moss and Sassy cuffed the other two— I cuffed this one but he found ’im.” He nodded towards the yellow jacket stranger.

”Ya came in just in time, Lucky. Got the carvers and the crowd to sleep just as we were in trouble.” Isa gave a gentle smile then he started to pat down the hunter-like thief. Searching in every nook and cranny this man or woman has. He explained what happened in the tent to Liliana as he placed the thief’s weapons away from him; like next to the gnome healer and on the other side of the stranger. “I won’t lie: I’m a bit alarmed with how calm eyepatch man was with Sassy. It’s unnerving...but this guy just chased after the thief.”

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Haiku Hitman
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- L -
"Carver Rest Camp, Archean's Hammer, The Fridge"

"Oh, it was nothing, nothing, Red." smiled L bashfully, "Although I was pretty cool, huh? It was Sassy who called me, that's how I got here on time. Like I had no idea what was going on, then I heard her voice and rushed in here!" she made swooping gestures as she pulled the last bolt out of Vergil and began stitching him up. "I wonder how he knew they were fishy . . . but anyway, I can vouch for him." The messy haired, chipper blonde gnome patted the stranger's back. "I can't tell you his name yet, I don't give people's names in situations like these in case they want to use an alias. For protection." she shrugged. "But he's good."

As Isa patted the hunter thief, he found Penny's three daggers, and among the assortment of goods in her backpack, he found a locked lead box, a foot large. Shaking it, it sounded like it was padded with cloth and something metallic was inside. There was a key engraved with small runes in Penny's person that looked like it would fit the lock. Going outside and looking for a cart, he'd easily find some trader's carts wrapped in covers and filled with goods by the tents where a couple of chocobos were lying asleep from the spell.
  1. x3 Penny's Daggers
    +1 hit | One-handed | Empowered: +1 Critical Strike | Attachment: Retractable Chain | Weight 1
    • Can be "Dual-wielded" when you equip a second light weapon in your off-hand, allowing you to make an extra attack, giving all your attacks -1 hit. No penalty when making only one attack.
    • Attachment, Retractable Chain: x12 uses. You have gearworks attached to your light weapon through a chain that allows it to be quietly and immediately pulled back after being thrown. It can be used to pull a lighter target towards you, or pull yourself towards a heavier target. 1 ragnite crystal recharges gears after 10 minutes. The chain can be manually pulled as a minor action without spending any of its uses.
    • A purple tinted elven knife, curved like a fang with a swirling blood groove like woven leaves on the spine, and no crossguard.
  2. Throwing Knives
    Attack range: 4 | Two handed | Weight 2
    You may use a minor action to "Aim", giving you -1 Toughness, but +2 to hit on your next attack. You have -2 to attack rolls when melee attackers are engaged with you. Uses 1 ammunition per attack.

  3. x14 Ammunition

  4. Penny's Light Armor
    +2 Toughness | Attachment (Materia): Hawk Eye| Weight 1
    • Attachment, Hawk Eye: Your eyes shift into that of a hawk's. You have dark vision and can see far, as though through binoculars.
  5. 38 Alchemical, 58 Metal

  6. Lead Box and Key
    Weight 1
    Locked box with a silver rune engraved key.

  7. Hiking Gear
    Weight 1
    +2 to climbing, traveling safely across the wilderness, and surviving noxious gases. Comes with a pair of crampons, pitons, hooks, ice axe, a hooded winter coat that's waterproof, and a firestorm shroud

  8. Mask of Many Faces
    Weight 1
    Accessory. You can cast "Disguise Self" for free a number of times a day = Knowledge after every long rest. Has a design similar to the masks made by the Swiftsong family in Cliffdrift Village

  9. x3 Trauma Kit
    +2 to Healing rolls. DC 10 Knowledge check removes 1 affliction or improves health by 1. DC 12 stabilizes dying character. Every extra 1 hour performing the medical operation gives +1 to Trauma Kit rolls.

  10. Hunter's Kit
    Weight 1
    +2 to forensics, hunting, and spotting hidden things. Comes with a spyglass, skinning knife, tanning liquid, fingerprint dust, blood stain revealing potion, magic detection dust, magnifying lens, tweezers, and a collection of containers. During hunting and foraging, you gather more resources = Artisan. (Doesn't stack with Toolbox).

  11. Ragnite Lantern
    Weight 1
    Casts light in a 30 ft. radius. or 60 ft. cone. Has a hood allowing you to lower the light to a dim 5 ft. radius. Runs on 1 ragnite power crystal for 1 year. Can change color of light. Can be hung on belt.

  12. x3 Rations
    Snacks and preserved meals, coffee, tea leaves, etc. that can be eaten or drank during a short rest, recovering 2 manna instead of just 1 without having anything to eat or drink. Lasts for 2 months.

  13. x5 Goods, common
    Extra clothes, parchment and ink bottles, quills.

  14. Flint and Steel
    Make fire. Comes with a box of tinder.

  15. Letters

  16. x2 Carts
    Can be drawn by up to 2 mounts or 1 motorcycle. Has 1 Hex speed when drawn by one mount or one motorcycle in difficult terrain, 2 Hex speed if two mounts or one motorcycle. Can carry 8 people with an extra carrying capacity of 100. Comes with a canvass cover built to withstand harsh Leor weather

  17. Trading Goods
    Weight 40
    Found inside 2 Caravans filled with an assortment of goods worth about 522 Alchemical when sold.

  18. 12 Sleeping Chocobos

Meanwhile, back in the tent, Sassy would see a whole assortment of trading goods lit up by the fallen oil lamps, just lying around the unconscious Carvers, boatmen and traders, as the blizzard swirled inside the slashed tent walls.
  1. Depth Strider Carver Armor
    Toughness +3 | Attachment (Materia): Depth Strider
    • Attachment, Depth Strider: You can breathe and talk normally underwater. And when your Hp = 0 underwater, you automatically float to the surface. A light armor lined with grey furs with that most Carvers seem to wear, with and an underlining of what seem to be a tough woven mesh of scales.
  2. Foxx's Light Armor
    +2 Toughness | Attachment (Materia): Hawk Eye| Weight 1
    • Attachment, Hawk Eye: Your eyes shift into that of a hawk's. You have dark vision and can see far, as though through binoculars.
  3. Silver Thief Light Armor
    +2 Toughness | Attachment (Materia): Hawk Eye| Weight 1
    • Attachment, Hawk Eye: Your eyes shift into that of a hawk's. You have dark vision and can see far, as though through binoculars.
  4. x11 Carver Light Armor
    +2 Toughness | Weight 1

  5. x11 Carver Crossbow
    Attack range: 4 | Two handed | Weight 2
    You may use a minor action to "Aim", giving you -1 Toughness, but +2 to hit on your next attack. You have -2 to attack rolls when melee attackers are engaged with you. Uses 1 ammunition per attack.

  6. x11 Carver Club
    +1 hit | One-handed | Weight 1
    Can be "Dual-wielded" when you equip a second light weapon in your off-hand, allowing you to make an extra attack, giving all your attacks -1 hit. No penalty when making only one attack.

  7. Foxx's Shield
    +2 Toughness | Weight 1
    You can share "Guard" with another ally close to you. Made of wood, sometimes ringed with iron with a handle of padded leather.
  8. Foxx's Sword
    +2 hit | One-handed | Weight 1
    Can be "Dual-wielded" when you equip a second light weapon in your off-hand, allowing you to make an extra attack, giving all your attacks -1 hit. No penalty when making only one attack.

  9. Silver Thief Crossbow
    Attack range: 4 | Two handed | Weight 2
    You may use a minor action to "Aim", giving you -1 Toughness, but +2 to hit on your next attack. You have -2 to attack rolls when melee attackers are engaged with you. Uses 1 ammunition per attack.

  10. Silver Thief Club
    +1 hit | One-handed | Weight 1
    Can be "Dual-wielded" when you equip a second light weapon in your off-hand, allowing you to make an extra attack, giving all your attacks -1 hit. No penalty when making only one attack.

  11. x2 Mask of Many Faces
    Weight 1
    You can cast "Disguise Self" for free a number of times a day = Knowledge after every long rest. Has a design similar to the masks made by the Swiftsong family in Cliffdrift Village

  12. Foxx's Pouch: 41 Alchemical, Silver Thief's Pouch: 23 Alchemical, 36 Metal

  13. x2 Manacles, Sealing
    DC 18 lockpick. Toughness 20. Prevents shackled target from casting spells, and constantly reduces their manna to 0.

  14. x2 Hiking Gear
    Weight 1
    +2 to climbing, traveling safely across the wilderness, and surviving noxious gases. Comes with a pair of crampons, pitons, hooks, ice axe, a hooded winter coat that's waterproof, and a firestorm shroud.

  15. x25 Oil Lamp
    Weight 1
    Casts light in a 30 ft. radius. or 60 ft. cone. Has a hood allowing you to lower the light to a dim 5 ft. radius. Stays lit for 8 hours on 1 pint of oil. Can be hung on belt.

  16. x36 Oil Flask
    1 pint. Can be used in combination with fire attacks, increasing the DC to resist "Burn" by +1.

  17. x17 Flint and Steel: Make fire. Comes with a box of tinder.
    Cost: 1 Metal.

  18. x12 Goods, common
    Extra clothes, personal belongings.

  19. x3 Lashings
    Advantage to Overcoming Difficult Terrain when set up. Rope or similar that's 50 ft. in length.
  20. Mirror
    Small hand-held mirror. Bigger mirrors are available at a higher price.

  21. Letters

  22. Silver Thief's Pocket Watch
    Runs on ragnite. Has a painting of an elven elderly couple.

  23. x12 Rations: Snacks and preserved meals, coffee, tea leaves, etc. that can be eaten or drank during a short rest, recovering 2 manna instead of just 1 without having anything to eat or drink. Lasts for 2 months.

  24. x4 Tent, 2 people
    Weight 2
    Protects against bad weather. Can be turned into a hanging tent.

  25. x4 Plush Sleeping Bag
    Weight 1
    +1 to Condition.

  26. Gaming Set
    Weight 1
    Pick one type of game, such as a deck of artistic cards that may or may not blow up, or a rolled-up chess board with magically moving pieces, horse shoes and pike, a ball, or a magical puzzle. +1 Condition to everyone who plays a one hour game. The one who wins gets +2 Condition instead.

  27. Books
    Weight 1
    Make up a book title. +1 to Condition after a one hour read. A collection of amusing, fascinating, horrifying, suspenseful, or relaxing pieces of literature.

  28. x12 Hobby Goods
    +1 to Condition. Do you knit? Do you carve? What is your hobby?
  29. Trading Goods
    Weight 20
    About 10 backpacks filled with an assortment of goods worth about 252 Alchemical when sold.

As someone who dealt in the collection and transport of old precious relics, and sometimes the trading of these for C.U.R.E., Sassy would know that there is a good chance that most of the packs and precious goods of the traders here are probably enchanted with an Anti-thief charm that will either give a loud audio or mental alarm that's definitely going to wake their owners up.
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Silly artist
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- Isa Bianchi -
Carver Rest Camp, Archean's Hammer, The Fridge"

Isa nodded, grinning. “Yea, ya were looking pretty cool there.” He’s surprised the stranger is still asleep while L is stitching him up. Maybe he’s a hard sleeper? “I see. That’s fine.”

As he patted down the hunter-like thief, the redhead froze. His eyes steeled as he acidly spat out a name. “Penny-!”

He took out Penny’s three daggers and placed them besides L before going back to take out the materia that’s on her armor; passing it to the gnome. Then the throwing daggers —- he’s pretty sure Moss will like those, being a ninja fan—- and ammunition—-for Max if he uses guns. “I’m eating these. Want one?” He asked, taking a spiteful bite on a beef jerky, and passing another to L. He gave the last one to Okami, cooing and petting his cheeks and ears and asked if he wanted to come inside before going back to patting down the thief. If the polar bear dog did come in, Isa would sit near him and mindlessly gave him belly rubs.

He didn‘t want to leave anything for Penny, other than her armor and the clothes on her back. He didn’t care how petty he was being. He still hasn’t forgiven her for spiking the food Moss made and sticking him in a chest, manna-less and cuffed. Much, much, much less for doing the same to Vidya and Liliana. Nor possibly killing off Therias who claimed Penny as her friend and comrade in the Templars. Betrayal at it’s finest, really. Speaking of back-stabbers...

Just as he stuffed the mask, hunter’s kit, trauma kits, and hiking gear in his bag, Isa started to ponder about something. Sassy said that these guys are Templars, yea? So...why was Penny, who was working with his serial murderous uncle, with the Templars right now? He can’t exactly believe his uncle would be working with the Templars either, considering he did steal from the tower in Vanar. Perhaps Penny is a spy for his uncle? It seems more likely than the crazy idea: that his uncle is now working with the Templars. Isa shook his head and pulled out the letters and lead box that brought a key.

“Mind reading these, L?” He asked her as he passed the letters before looking at the lead box. Examining the box and shaking it, hearing a cloth muffling some sort of metal. The redhead grinned smugly like a cat who caught a canary. “I think it is in here.” He examined the key and lead box, spotting the white rune on there and wondered if there’s a trick to this. A spell or an alarm of sorts. Best to be sure it doesn’t have one first before opening it. Then he looked at the stranger before looking at L with an evil grin. “Do ya have charcoal by any chance? The colorful it is, the better for me.”

Oh, he has plans alright . . . Starting with tying her legs together with rope from the hiking gear.

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Haiku Hitman
- L -
"Carver Rest Camp, Archean's Hammer, The Fridge"

L shook her head, giving Isa a weird alarmed look at how spiteful he was eating that beef jerky. "Uhhh, no thanks, are you okay?" Okami on the other hand happily munched on the beef jerky outside and tried to dig and squeeze through the door, but he could only get a head and one floofy bear paw in. He was too big to fit in the dug out that seemed to be purposely built to keep away anything larger than one person to fit through the door. He licked his nose and Isa's hands wiggling happily, trying to fit, but in the end he just plopped at the entrance, entirely blocking the door, the ground full of his claw marks and faced the brazier to keep warm.

"Sure, I'll read em later." she showed Isa her still bloody hands. "My charcoal's in my hair, just reach in there and visualize a blue pouch decorated with stars with a red string." She tilted the top of her messy rats nest of a blonde hair towards him. "I only have the black charcoal, but I have paints and colorful chalk? Just visualize a green art case with a small dinosaur bone key chain and so many, many, many beads."

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Behind that Crazy Premise
- Vergilix Jonquil -
"Carver Rest Camp, Archean's Hammer, The Fridge"

Vergil had not expected the carvers to turn on him. Sure, he had lied about being part of this Razzle Dazzle group that had some bad blood with their leader, but he definitely was not a Templar. He had tried to have his mechro flies deliver some sedative to the people who had illusions before and some carvers, which on it's own should have signaled them that he was not a Templar. Before he could do anything else he was knocked down.

He shifted in and out of consciousness for a while. He remembered something about unicorns, tentacles from the sky in the Ghostlights Badlands, disfigured faces and a cute Chocobo.

Vergil came to with a eccentric gnome lady feeding some chocobos and a feminine looking guy. They looked too particular for him to have made them up. They were almost idyllic enough to be his version of heaven, but just not quite. They did not look threatening, but he had to make sure.

Sitting up hurt like hell, but he did it anyhow. He grabbed his side and felt the bandage that had been applied. That was going to be hurt for quite a while.

"Who are you? And where am I? ... oh, and thanks for stitching me up, I guess."

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Eternally Awkward
Sassafras Jenkins
- The Fridge, Carver Rest Camp -
Archean's Hammer​

The Templar was a Foxx in a wolves' den. Did that actually make him a sheep? Sassy couldn't help but laugh at the irony in the fact that Foxx had attempted to hide amongst the very people he and the other Templars sought to condemn. Lot of good that did him. She didn't really react as he was overwhelmed, only yawning as she sat calmly amidst all of the ruckus going on around her, as equally disinterested in the Carvers as they were in her. They weren't her enemies at the moment as far as she was concerned, really she didn't consider them her enemies at all, they had labeled her as such.

It seemed that the chaos that had erupted only lasted for a few moments and was quickly ended as quickly as it had begun. Sassy hadn't seen much of L's magic, but what she had seen was memorable and when the unusual circumstances occurred that silenced the rumble in the mess tent, she easily recognized it as the little Gnome's work and grinned brightly, glad that her message had gotten through.

She was just starting to get to her feet when Moss ran up to tend to her and she laughed slightly, "hey, mind checkin' if there's a target on my back while you're back there?" she nodded to his question and reached in her coat, pulling out the cuffs and holding them out to the Merman with one finger. She waited patiently for him to cuff the thieves before he returned to her then looked at him like he was a total weirdo, "would ya' still ask if I was unconscious?" she cackled and winked at him before turning around and gesturing towards her back for him to start his work.

While she was waiting for Moss to patch up her third... fourth? crossbow bolt hole since the last day or so, she took a look around them at their surroundings, that Carver's armor looked pretty swank and she smirked slightly as though envisioning how that would look on her. Oh yes, she definitely needed some new gear, something that would protect her better than what she was currently wearing. Not only did the armor catch her eye, but a number of other things as well. She didn't really feel right just taking from the merchants, she didn't have anything against them and she still had about 40 metals from L and Isa so she thought it might be okay to make a trade and she'd pay her friends back for it later so that no one lost out.

"Thanks bud," was Sassy's response to Moss when he was finished fixing her up. She had been quietly making a shopping list in her mind as she looked around and once Moss had finished his work she was back on her feet and at work disarming Foxx and The Silver Thief as well as taking anything they had of value that she might be able to use in exchange for items from the nearby merchants that she thought might come in handy. She definitely didn't want to disturb any of them and didn't feel right just taking stuff so she first wanted to make sure that they had no traps set on their merchandise that would alert them and possibly everyone else in the room, not after what they had just gone through and not after L's excellent spellwork.

It wasn't surprising when she touched the ground and used her own magic to detect the alarms on the sleeping patrons of the mess tent, but it was just as unsurprising that anything that she could want or need at the moment was easily obtained from her well-prepared father so she didn't have to worry about making a trade with the merchants. She glanced back to Moss when she rose from a crouching position, "there anything you want? These guys have magic alarms so be careful if ya' wanna' take anything."

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Sassy keeps 1 of each.

Depth Strider Carver Armor
Toughness +3 | Attachment (Materia): Depth Strider
Attachment, Depth Strider: You can breathe and talk normally underwater. And when your Hp = 0 underwater, you automatically float to the surface. A light armor lined with grey furs with that most Carvers seem to wear, with and an underlining of what seem to be a tough woven mesh of scales.

Mask of Many Faces
Weight 1
You can cast "Disguise Self" for free a number of times a day = Knowledge after every long rest. Has a design similar to the masks made by the Swiftsong family in Cliffdrift Village

Foxx's Pouch: 41 Alchemical, Silver Thief's Pouch: 23 Alchemical, 36 Metal

Manacles, Sealing
DC 18 lockpick. Toughness 20. Prevents shackled target from casting spells, and constantly reduces their manna to 0.

Hiking Gear
Weight 1
+2 to climbing, traveling safely across the wilderness, and surviving noxious gases. Comes with a pair of crampons, pitons, hooks, ice axe, a hooded winter coat that's waterproof, and a firestorm shroud.

Oil Lamp
Weight 1
Casts light in a 30 ft. radius. or 60 ft. cone. Has a hood allowing you to lower the light to a dim 5 ft. radius. Stays lit for 8 hours on 1 pint of oil. Can be hung on belt.
Cost: 25 Metal

Oil Flask
1 pint. Can be used in combination with fire attacks, increasing the DC to resist "Burn" by +1.
Cost: 1 Alchemical

Flint and Steel: Make fire. Comes with a box of tinder.
Cost: 1 Metal.

Lashings
Advantage to Overcoming Difficult Terrain when set up. Rope or similar that's 50 ft. in length.
Cost: 5 Metal

Rations: Snacks and preserved meals, coffee, tea leaves, etc. that can be eaten or drank during a short rest, recovering 2 manna instead of just 1 without having anything to eat or drink. Lasts for 2 months.
Cost: 3 Metal
 
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Silly artist
- Isa Bianchi -

“Oh just dandy~” He replied mindlessly, his grin looking too wide and unsettling. L can tell that he’s planning something to the captured thief.

Isa reached over the sleeping stranger, mind muddled in wanting to paint Penny’s face with funny drawings, but his gloved hand froze. Moss’ words echoed through his petty vengeance and made him think. The merman didn’t want his spices wasted like that, not for pranks on bad people. He needed those for cooking, practicing for his dream with each dish he creates. Would L feel the same way? Considering on her colorful spell book and how girly-whimsical her spells are, it would be a waste if he used her paints for his prank . . .

‘She needed those paints to make her spells look wonderful.’

The gnome can see Isa‘s unsettling grin soften to a contemplative frown, unseeing indigo eyes staring at his reaching hand. Then he took a deep breathe and relaxed. Taking his hand away from her hair as he smiled at her, shuffling closer to Okami’s head and paw to rub and scratch. “. . . Never mind. Thank ya, but I’ve changed my mind. Sorry for bothering ya when you’re busy on saving...Bumble bee over here.”

By the time the stranger woke up, Isa was blindfolding Penny. The redhead looked at him with an impish grin, tired but amused. Ash covered his red-hair, pale skin covered in messy mud and ash splotches, and wearing dark clothing. He was sitting beside a dozing polar bear dog who only has his head and paw inside the dugout; covering the entrance. “Well a good mornin’ to ya too, Sleeping beauty.“ He chuckled.

”My name’s Isa, that’s L— she‘s the one who stitched ya up— and this is Okami.” Isa comfortingly petted Okami’s head by the jaw. “You’re in a dugout. Now what’s your name?”

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"Archean's Hammer, The Fridge"

The blonde gnome nodded at what Isa said, smiling at Vergil. "You're welcome!" she looked at him in curious amusement. "You guess? That sounds like you're not sure if you're happy I stitched you up?" She waited for the him to introduce himself before whispering. "Eom thorna néiat abr du elysium du entry eom thornessa vault er." The very first words the mysterious L from the letters had helped him translate almost a year ago.

Meanwhile, in the mess tent . . .

"Of course not." said Moss seriously, and tended to Sassy. "You've got grit. I'm amazed you can laugh through this. This is . . . your how manieth bolt since yesterday?" When he was done, he patted her shoulder as a you're-welcome, then looked around. There were Carvers and traders outside. "I'll drag those people inside --- Where did Red and Matilda go?"

When he saw Okami's giant doggy butt sticking out of a dugout, wagging his tail, he surmised that the two were okay, and got to work making sure nobody woke up too early because of the cold. He looked over at Sassy as he dragged a frosted sleeping boatman inside. He shook his head. "Nah, I don't want to take from anyone who's just trying to get by. You done with these two?"

He carried Foxx and the Silver thief to the dugout, patting at Okami to get his fluffy butt to move. "No, no, no!" He said backing away as Okami made to snuggle and lick him. "Stop. Down. Stay. Good boy. Just wait a moment there."

For a moment, the blizzard came swirling inside the dugout, making the fire from the brazier dance, and Vergil would see a tall man in winter camouflage step inside and carefully put down the two disguised folks from earlier next to the hunter Isa was blindfolding. He pulled down his white bush hood to reveal a tan face, busy and good-natured, teal eyes that were alert and down to business, and a fleshy horn sitting underneath white hair. He was looking curiously at Vergil too.

"Who's he?" he pointed, looking at Isa.

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Archean's Hammer​

Moss' serious response to her question asked in jest made her giggle and snort as she shook her head and continued the joke, "good, I'd hate to be dying and you be shaking my body like, 'please give me your permission!!!'" She gestured with her hands like she was holding someone by the shoulders shaking them. She shrugged her shoulders back into her woolly coat when he was done, "meh... cryin' doesn't help nothin' and I've felt worse," she gave a pat to her mechanical right arm which wasn't the only false anatomy she bore as a reminder of her past.

Once she was on her feet she gave him a nod, "yeah, I'll help, it wouldn't be right to let them freeze to death, "she started moving towards the door and glanced back over her shoulder, "uh... not a clue?" Once they were both outside and Okami's rear could be seen sticking out of the dugout, she couldn't help but laugh and point, "I guess there's your answer, our rescuer rode in on a magnificent white steed," she stated as she chuckled while dragging one of the Carver's into the tent.

Once they were all finished moving all the sleeping people inside, she started on trying to get a fire going again to keep them nice and comfortable, glancing over to the Silver Thief and Foxx while grinning and pulling the two pouches out of her coat, "I think so, I'm considering this recompense for a lifetime of trials and getting shot in the back," she gestured at her back vehemently before tucking the pouch back into her coat and stacking some wood, "plus, I figure we'll be keeping all their stuff since we're taking them with us... don't want them being prepared to escape at a moments notice."

Of course she also helped Moss carrying Foxx and his cohort to the dugout once she had a decent fire going and she couldn't help but grin as Okami greeted his master. She had to resist the urge to just tackle the big old pup right there and roll around in the snow with him, she didn't want to undermine Moss' authority with him but she made a mental note to wrestle with him later and gave him an approving pat as she passed, "good boy! Do what your papa says!"

She hefted the haul from the thieves to the ground as they entered and gestured at it, "this is their stuff... figured they won't be needing it so if ya'll need somethin', go for it," she grinned and gestured towards the bag at her back, "I already took my share," she then took a seat right next to Foxx while she took account of what was happening, pulling a cigar from a silver tube that was in one of her hip pouches sitting on top of her tutu and dragging it under her nose as her gaze shifted from Moss to the stranger he was asking about before she added, "he have somethin' to do with the illusions --" instead of finishing her sentence she gestured with one of her hands like she was splashing water from her fingertips.

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"Archean's Hammer, The Fridge"

"No, it's alright, you just rest." Moss tried to dissuade her from helping, but in the end he couldn't stop her, and instead hurried his heaving so that most of the people out in the blizzard would be in before Sassy opens up her stitches or something. When they saw Okami's waving butt, Moss chuckled. "She looked so cute riding him, Matilda is so small." he gestured his hands a foot apart with a look similar to the look he gave Okami whenever he wanted to squish the flufffy.

After Sassy said she was done with the two, Moss gave her a curious look. "A lifetime of trials?" He looked at the two thieves, then back at Sassy, then back at the white haired man. And his eyes widened as something clicked in his head, and he gaped, then shut his mouth, then looked at Sassy stacking wood. She and the white haired man had an uncanny resemblance. An uncle? Her father? "Listen... I don't tell nothin' because the less anyone knows the safer they are... and I don't like people gettin' mixed up in my stuff... ya' know?" He was now very curious. She must have rebelled . . . What made her turn her back on the Templars?

He held back his questions and looked away, looking for the next sleeping person out in the blizzard. No, Sassy is safe, she's their friend. And family things . . . Moss can't ask her that . . . He wondered if one day he'll be asked to talk about his family stuff to Isa too because of the Vault. No, they're not related . . . not like this. He hopes they won't talk about it. Eventually they will, but right now . . . He looked at the dugout . . . now he just wants to celebrate their reunion--- as soon as they're out of here and have a space for themselves. He had been itching ever since he said "Seagrass" to spend some time with him, hesitating only because of his uncertainty of how to act and not knowing if Isa had found someone else since they were apart. O gosh, he hopes he didn't know about Orgeat. O gosh, he has to tell Isa about Orgeat. " . . . "

Heading to the dugout, hauling the two thieves, with Moss insisting Sassy rest her injured back and let him carry the two --- to no avail ("You stubborn woman." he said exasperatedly), Okami was sad he wasn't allowed to show his love. Then saw Sassy and perked up immediately and did not do what his papa said and almost bowled Sassy over, licking her petting hand and smelling her back. He followed them in the dugout, was stuck again and gave up trying to claw his way in, and looked around for whoever was nearest to try and reach and put his head under their hand asking for more pats.

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Isa perked up as Okami started to move. His impish grin softened to a happy smile when he heard Moss’ voice and looked up to stare back into his teal eyes once he came inside with a question. ”Welcome, you two.“ He greeted as he spotted Sassy coming in; they carried the thieves inside. He wondered if Sassy should be carrying someone inside, considering she is wounded from her back. He is thinking no from Moss’ exasperation. So he reached up and held Moss’ pointing hand to squeeze in hopes to comfort him, hearing Sassy’s words about the stranger. So he added with a quiet hum. Thinking if this stranger knew illusions too.

”Matilda said that she knows him and he chased after Penny.” Isa replied as he let go of Moss’ hand to tear two pieces of cloth from Penny’s cloak and wrapped them around Foxx and the Silver thief’s heads. Blindfolding them as well. Then he tied their feet together — separate from each other, of course —- with the leftover rope before standing next the merman. Holding his hand again behind their ghillie suits and under shadows. “So she saved his life. I was about to hear his name or alias before ya came by.”

Indigo eyes looked back at the yellow wearing stranger, patiently waiting with an impish grin; the happy smile wiped away as soon his sight was on a different person. Though it wasn’t for long because as soon as Okami stuck his head inside the dugout again, Isa mindlessly reached out with his other hand and gave him pets behind the ear.

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Archean's Hammer​

Sassy was never the type to let others do the work when she could contribute. Maybe it was because of her upbringing, maybe it was because her mother had taught her to care and that empathy was important. Either way, she couldn't just let Moss move everyone all by himself, regardless of the shape she was currently in, "with the two of us doing the work, it'll get done quicker," the community under the Falls always worked together and work was always done quicker than it would be if everyone worked alone, it was probably part of why she found it so confounding how so many outside of the Fall would strive for themselves and no one else when it was so much easier to work together.

"Don't let her hear you say that," Sassy laughed as Moss commented on how cute and small L looked riding Okami. She may be small but Sassy had come to realize that everything else about her was huge, great things sometimes come in small packages.

She only nodded when Moss questioned what she meant about a lifetime of trials. It wasn't something to get into, at least not right then, she had a feeling that if anyone was around him when he woke, Foxx would definitely mention their relation and likely try to use it to get them to turn against her, but she'd cross that bridge when they came to it, no sense in making a fuss about it right then, especially when it was just her and Moss. No matter what he said anyway, she had the element of surprise because he wouldn't be able to account for Max, who of everyone in the world could definitely vouch for her legitimacy despite any wrenches her estranged father might attempt to through into the works.

"You know it bebeh!" Was Sassy's response to being called a stubborn woman and she shot him a finger gun with a wink that otherwise went unnoticed because of her goggles which she had put back on once they were outside in the blizzard.

A grunt escaped her amidst her laughter as Okami nearly bowled her over and she couldn't bring herself to reprimand him because he was just so darned cute so instead she snuggled him fiercely, "oh you're just a big ol' lovebug aintcha'?!"

She gave a wave to Isa amidst all the furry lovings and conveniently Foxx was nearby so when she flopped to the ground to sniff her cigar, she was able to use her free hand to continue scratching Okami about his ear and chin. She gave a nod to Isa as he explained then looked to the stranger and laughed, "oi... I remember you... so you were the monkey in the works, eh?"

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"Next morning, December 15, 600, The Fridge"

Okami licked his own nose in content, closing his eyes lazily as he settled his head between Sassy and Isa.

Moss' initial surprise at the stranger was lulled, as Isa held his hand and explained what he did. The injured man nodded at Sassy and introduced himself as Vergil to the party, and lo and behold he too was a fellow Vault Hunter and had a letter from L with the same arcane insignia as theirs. Moss nodded at the injured man. "Thank you for helping. The name's Moss. I'm glad we're all in one piece, but we gotta get going." he squeezed Isa's hand when he held his again, smiling at him. "Do-do you want to help me find a cart?" he added to him.

It turned out that their new friend had a motorbike! And it was as yellow as its owner. Isa easily found a caravan among the trader's tents under the blizzard, and with some quick hauling and the little gnome levitating goods into tents and sleeping chocobos ("So that they won't die." she said worriedly), they made a make-shift link so that the bike can haul the caravan when they were out of earshot of the camp. L then consulted a map, pulling it out of her hair, and sent messages to the rest of their party about the success of their mission and where to meet up again.

Moss didn't want Okami, who had been travelling all night and day since yesterday, to pull the caravan away before the bike took over, so, sheltering against one side of the caravan, he took out his spell book and began murmuring incantations in a sing-song Nazja accent.

Slowly and gradually, his hands glowed white, as cool blue swirling runes appeared on his arms like tattoos. The whiteness spread up his arms, as the tattoos spread, covering his body entirely in Atlantean runes. His eyes clouded to jet black, and he swelled. Clothes, armor, and weapons melded into flesh, as the white glow cracked and flaked away like ice, revealing black peach-fuzz blubber underneath. A long black tail flowed smoothly down his back, legs turning short and stubby, and he crouched, arms expanding into fins that ended in wide fan-like paws. A fin like a shark's spiked up from his back, and the blubber covered all of his head, white hair vanishing into the roots to be replaced by black peach soft fur, as his face curved forward and rounded into an orca head. Together, he and Ralph hauled the caravan far away under the freezing cold and howling wind until they were far enough for the roar of the motorbike to be muffled by the blizzard.

Inside the warm caravan where Okami was finally able to sleep, curled up next to Ralph and Sassy putting her in a kind of fluff sandwich, L did not rest. She kept casting sleep over the thieves, and checking their binds, overly making sure they were all safe.

Sleepy and groggy, Orca-Moss stayed outside, running alongside the motorbike in the dark in a drunk line from the lack of sleep and non-stop travel since yesterday. He had his ragnite lantern bobbing up and down strapped on his back fin. It was hard to see more than twenty feet ahead of them in the flurry of snow, so he scouted ahead every now and then and they had many close shaves almost getting lost, tumbling into icy ravines or falling into holes covered by loose snow, but they made their way out of the forever fall forest and out into open plains, where the volatile landscape of red hot magma melding with the ice flow glowed ember under the blizzard from the side of the mountain. And the next day, early in the morning, the snow storm still raging and Moss feeling all numb and frozen, sitting behind Isa on the motorbike after his spell wore off, they heard a familiar roar in the distance and there was Max riding atop his motorbike pulling Isa's frosted caravan behind him.

They had reunited with the group.

It was with much relief that they abandoned the caravan and carried the thieves into Isa's. There was no space for Okami with Vergil's bike in the back of the caravan, and it would already be too heavy with all of them on board, so the polar bear dog, now having had a good night's sleep, trotted next to them as they traveled southwards, retracing the paths Max took skirting the line of Ancientbind Mountains Sassy, L, Moss, and Isa had traveled under yesterday.

They made camp in a grove of trees just to get out of the open blizzard, under the shadow of a great ruin of dark blue stone carved out of the mountain where a few of its colossal square blocks were floating in the air. They had no space for the prisoners, so they set up Isa's tent outside and Vergil's and Max's bikes and Okami were there, while the back space of the caravan was where they secured the thieves. Moss was sleeping in the men's room, L too in the ladies' after having told Vidya, Max, and Wild what happened and introducing Vergil to them; Nibblet was happy to see Sassy and meowed loudly at her, rubbing around her legs; while Vidya was watching the prisoners who will probably be waking soon. L's spell lasts only for five hours after all.

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The caravan looked normal-ish on the outside. All tan with a tower at the back, large spool wheels and windows. The roof is green and the builders added a telescope and a tiny triangle flag at the tower. The inside, however, was the reason why Isa is having a chuckle. It’s a rainbow paradise, so much so that Isa is expecting to see a unicorn somewhere.

The front door opens to the living room. Three walls painted white with a pastel rainbow going behind the baby blue sofa that’s big enough for three to sit on. A yellow sun and gray cloud pillows decorated the sofa. There’s another loveseat that’s magenta red with blue flower pillows beside a yellow nightstand, a brass simple lamp sat on top. Underneath the sofas is a reddish pink rug, covering a part of the dark wooden floors. The table is made with brass legs and a clear tabletop stood at the middle of the room. By the last wall accented with orange, is a create bookshelf that’s nailed together and to the wall. Ready for anybody to fill it in with items other than the piñata vases that’s shaped like colorful llamas. Beside that is a trio of large windows facing the front where Isa is probably gonna pull with his bike.

Through the short hallway is a staircase to the second floor where the kitchen, bathroom, and bedrooms are and to the attic where the small garden and hallway to the tower are. With an open doorway, the kitchen is painted pastel orange with the single white wall that has drips of other pastel colors. A small rectangle table is flushed to the dripping wall and on the opposite side is the stone fireplace where the crockpot is hanging on a hook with the metal fork and coal poker. Wooden cabinets on each side of the fireplace and the small window over the sink, ready to store spices.

There were two large bedrooms, one in striped white and pastel blue, the other in flowery pastel pink. The bunk beds were bolted down and flushed on the walls with an adjustable string for the dyed curtains should anyone want privacy from the roommates. In the pink room, is a plush nest for whatever large animal that stays with them.

There’s a wardrobe for four people and a door to the small bathrooms. The baby teal bathrooms are invaded by rubber duckies. There‘s a functioning toilet, a sink, and a barrel for a tub with a shower head and a nozzle. The floor tiles were checkerboard with baby pink and white. There’s a plastic curtain with white and pink strips on it so anybody can shower in peace and a small pot of fake aloe on the sink’s counter.

To the attic is the greenhouse that has wooden boxes and fertile dirt inside. The ceiling is actually a mirror window so the sunlight can come in and no one outside can see the inside. Through the greenhouse is a door to the tower where anybody can use the lower half for storage and to use the crow’s nest with a telescope. The storage room is circular and have shelves on the walls that you can reach from the level of the spiral staircase.


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- Isa Bianchi -
“Home sweet bed-mfjfjfm finally! Sleep!”​



“It’s nice to metcha!”

Isa nodded, his impish grin growing wider, casually waving a gloved hand. Feeling the squeeze back, his grin softened into a smile. A bashful eye peeking at Moss, relieved to see the merman relaxed. The redhead nodded. “Yea~” He smiled back and so, went to search for a cart with Moss. Telling Sassy and Vergil to relax as much as they could.

He was amazed to find an empty caravan under this freezing blizzard and mentioned this to Moss so he can look inside. It seemed simple on the inside, but at least the group can stay warm while they travelled. Isa had to duck from a clawed foot, eyes wide to see a floating chocobo over his head and noticed the very colorful glitter around the large bird. It was going to the tent- Oh! It was L. He smiled and decided to help some by relighting the fire pit in the carvers’ tent. “That should help some more.” He muttered, taking a deep breathe and enjoying the burnt wood smell and sharp crackling for a quick second. Then he lightly jogged back out and into the frosty gusts, being careful to not step on the sleeping people.

As they tied a rope around the bike and caravan as a makeshift link, Isa doubled check that it won’t snap from tugging and was satisfied with the results. Deciding to stay outside, he checked on the others to make sure they were alright, same with the thieves whom he had an urge to drop without care; but didn’t. Then he went back outside. He held up the yellow bike and balanced it by occasionally putting his foot down on either side. It would be a shame to have the bike be scratched up and damaged by dragging it. He cheered Moss and Ralph as they pulled the heavy weight. Once they were far away, Isa waited for Ralph to go inside, opening and closing the door for the large bird before going back to the front where he spotted Moss who is still in his orca form. The biker revved the bike alive and rode off. Barely hearing Moss’ heavy footsteps crunching the snow beside him as the freezing winds howled. Muffling the loud engine’s roar.

Time passed, he was pretty sure time passed, but it felt like an eternity for the redhead and the merman. His lantern attached to the handle of the the bike, creaking as it waved back and forth. It’s light burned bright golden yellow and Isa would turn up the brightness whenever Moss went off to scout the area. Not wanting for him to lose his way back and was thankful that Moss has a lantern attached to his back fin that he can brighten too; not able to do much with his magic running low. He can feel the exhaustion pulling him down, along with the pile of snow on his arms, head, and legs, not sleeping for two nights straight wasn’t good. It’s probably worse for Moss who is running. Luckily enough, they managed to not fall of a ravine or a cliff just in time.

They kept going through the night. His body is numb, the tip of his nose and lips tinged blue. Even when he had the ghillie suit and trench coat on to stay warm, his body isn’t shivering anymore; couldn’t shiver anymore. Hands couldn’t let go of the handles, frozen in place. It was a short lived relief to finally snap out of place when Moss transformed back to his human form and sitting behind him; stretching his arms up as the snow and icicles fell off as he stopped the engine for a moment. Puffs of hot air bursts from the pipes. It hurts to move-! Moving felt like his bones cracked and fractured-! OW! Unable to resist the precious heat behind him, Isa turned around - sweet Ancient lord, that felt nice too~- and held Moss close. Pulling him into a passionate kiss with his arms loosely around his waist and back. Hand combing through Moss’ hair from the back of his head. Feeling his blood pumping faster like an adrenaline rush and he knew it’s because his heart is beating hard for Moss; singing happily at the very missed contact and connection. “Ya can go inside, ya know?” Isa muttered, barely heard over the winds. When Moss declined and said his reasoning, the redhead became determined. Wanting to reach the rest of the group sooner before Moss freezes. “Please stay warm too-!”

He wanted Moss to look after himself as well. “I’m happy with your arms around me. Keep yourself warm too.” Isa muttered in Moss’ ear, hot air puffing out as a white cloud. Once the men situated themselves again, Isa rode off. Feeling warmer, better, and determined to stay awake. Just stay awake is what he focused on throughout the night and into the morning. He became worried when he felt Moss limp behind him, knowing that he can resist the cold...but for how long can he resist the cold?? Isa prayed and prayed to see their caravan, prayed to feel Moss breathing on his back, prayed that they’ll be okay soon.

“Oh thank you, Loki!” Isa sighed in relief at the sight of Max driving up with the caravan behind him, frosted brows arching in a ‘u’ as he smiled wide in his joy. “Moss! Moss! Wake up- MAX!!”

He slowed the bike to a stop, feeling the caravan behind him lightly bump the motorcycle before stopping too. “Oh thank Loki... Max, help L with Sassy, Vergil- new guy-, and the thieves. I’m getting Moss warm again. They’ll tell ya everything y a need to know.” With that quick explanation, Isa got off the motorcycle as Wild flower (a white rabbit with pastel pink ears) peeked her head out — only to slap her paws on her chubby cheeks. Horrified to see everyone like this, frozen, injured, and pained....new person?! There’s people cuffed too?! Ahhhhhh!

Isa looked ragged. Purple bags under his dazed eyes, silently begging for sleep and warmth. Eyelashes were frosted with snow flakes, same with his hair. His nose, lips, and ears tinted blue. His pale skin is as white as Wild flower’s fur. His clothes were slightly frozen in place too, not moving as much when the redhead dismounted. He looks like a walking frozen zombie to the white rabbit.

“What in the world? You look like you came back from the demon realm or something.” She shrieked and hopped back to start cooking the soup and heating up the tea kettle. She sets up the table with cups, slamming the metal sheet tray on the table before quickly gathering the cups and bowls. Isa told Vergil to put his bike in the storage area that’s at the back as he pulled Moss off said bike. Then he went inside, being careful with Moss as he went up the stairs and holding him up as he opened the men’s shared bedroom. He propped Moss down on the floor and leaning on the bunker bed frame, peeling off their coats, socks, and shoes and tossing them somewhere.“You’re gonna be okay, Moss.”

“Hi Vidya.” He greeted tiredly and nodded at the announcement for soup. “Thank you.” As the door closed, Isa went to the bathroom for a minute and returned with steam following him. “Let’s warm up, Moss.” He cooed sweetly, peeling off his shirt before peeling off his own dark one and his gloves. Then pulling the sleepy merman in the warm bathroom, washing him down with a warm wet towel. His own body shivering again as it warmed up, he sighed in relief when the warm towel was pressed on his face and neck. After the light washing and change of comfortable clothing, the redhead gingerly pulled Moss to bed. Looking up as the door opened to see the bowls of soup and cups of water from Vidya and Wild Flower. “Thank you.” He croaked, smiling blearily. Making sure Moss at least drank water, the redhead ate a bit of the soup, and left the bowls on the nightstand.

Then he climbed into bed, lightly nudging Moss to the wall and pulling the cloak that’s acting as a curtain, shielding them from the light outside and prying eyes. Isa curled around the merman, loosely wrapped his arms on Moss’ waist, and barely tucked his pale fingers under his teal cotton shirt. Touching his back. The redhead smiled sweetly. He can feel Moss’ body heat coming back to normal. Good~.

“Sweet dreams, Tesoro.” Isa mumbled quietly, pulling Moss closer, and nuzzled his face onto white tuffs of soft hair. His eyelids fluttered as his breathing slowed, ready to drop into his dreams.

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Downstairs, Wild Flower welcomed everyone back as she stirred inside the pot. “Make yourself comfortable, Sir Vergil— you too, Ms. Sassy. Have a bowl, you two! It’s Cuckoo soup~” She went off taking care of everyone. “Ms. L! Cuckoo soup?”

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"West of Ancient Bind Mountains, The Fridge"

Moss was surprised at Isa's kiss in the blizzard, and despite the cold and weariness in his body, he felt warm and happy inside. He kissed him passionately back. Isa could feel Moss' pent up longing for him, how much he missed him, and how happy he was to be with him again, hugging him furiously under the flurry of snow. It surprised Moss how awake he became after that kiss, and he grinned at Isa in the foggy light of their lanterns, taking Isa's hands to rub and warm them. "No, I don't want to leave you alone. And I miss you." he hugged him again. He kept Isa warm as much as he can, as they drove on, trying and failing to keep conversation because off the blizzard. He had taken off his sleeping bag to drape it on him, hugging him tight and keeping it from getting flung away by the icy winds.

Some time around midnight Moss nodded off, woke up, then nodded off again, eventually drooping his head on Isa's back and not looking up once more, his hold around Isa's waist loose. When they were reunited with the others, Moss was frozen stiff on Isa's back and there was a crack of ice as he woke up, and then groggily peeled himself off him, trailing little icicles. He was grateful for the help, slipping in and out of the cold heaviness that was pushing him to sleep some more.

He heard Vidya's voice. Man, he missed the chill lady. She sounded worried and far away as he felt her good warm arm help him up together with Isa. The two men were quickly wrapped in blankets by her, telling them Wild's making soup and will get them food right away. She followed after Wild minutes later handing everyone soup and just commenting at how blue and frozen they were. Moss had fallen asleep against the bunker frame immediately, unaware of Isa taking his boots and coat off, waking up and going, "Noooooooooooo." groggily when Isa mentioned warming up. He was in and out of consciousness, resting his head on Isa's shoulder like a limp noodle. He did not realize he was shivering until it stopped from the warm light wash. He was like a zombie, bumping into things and replying in slurs.

"Kalinýchta agapiméni mou." he murmured in Nazja, sighing in content in his arms when they were finally in one of the lower bunk beds. Moss snuggled, hugging Isa like a pillow, as sleep fell on him at last and he was pulled into memories of them sleeping by the sea.

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- Wild Flower -
“Gotta make the kids round and happy~”​

Isa tried to keep Moss from bumping into the wall and door frame, encouraging him to lean on his shoulder instead as they made their way to bed after eating. Hearing Moss’ sleepy good night and endearment, a corner of his lips quirked up in a sweet smile. Isa sighed, fulfilled and happiness pooling in his chest and stomach as his tired eyes closed. He slept in peace, arms around the merman and face in his white hair with a soft smile plastered on his face.

Meanwhile, on the first floor, Wild Flower continued stirring the Golden leftover broth in the pot. Humming her own little quiet song, “Gonna make ‘em round and fat and happy~” Her fur seemingly wet despite her drying off the doggy drool. The white rabbit took no time on fussing over everyone. Giving them a bowl brimming with cuckoo soup with chunks of veggies and pieces of chicken meat like a very courteous grandmother. The smell of herbs waft in the warm air, making the rainbow themed living room seem more homey. She passed and wrapped blankets around each being, swaddling them expertly with their legs out in case they wanted to walk around. She gave Vidya a canteen filled of soup in case she wanted to stay warm in the tent and told her that she will come by to check in on them. With Max, she insisted that he stayed indoors too, be it in the caravan or the tent. If he decided tent, she gave him a canteen with soup too. She just didn’t want another frozen young one in bed. Relieved that Isa and Moss was gonna be okay now as they slept, but still worrying for their well-being like a mom watching over her sick kids. She’d even peek in their room just to listen in their soft breathing and go back downstairs a few times.

When she fed Ralph, Nibblet, and Okami, she had some trouble. Only one really...Okami was really hyper and kept licking her when she was trying to give him food. Not that it was bad, but she just didn’t want to be covered in drool. With Sassy and Vergil, she insisted that they rested some more, noticing their awkward movements earlier when they went inside the caravan. “You might be stitched up, but I rather you be in full health. Tip-top condition and shining bright as you wanna be.” And so, she stirred the pot before pulling it away from the fire and letting it cool on it’s own in case the others wanted more. Them she hopped over to where Sassy and Vergil are.

“Alrighty then. First question is, did you manage to kick tuckus? With details, please. Second, why can I hear you buzzing?” She asked the last question to Vergil. Her pink ears perked up and facing the pair.

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Behind that Crazy Premise
- Vergilix Jonquil -
"Being a bad guest, but improving"

Vergil had been silent for most of the ride. He was still debating whether to give a truthful introduction or not. He did believe this small woman was L, but it was weird, he had always pictured L as an old and wise man. This lady seemed more fun, so that was a plus, but he was not sure he trusted the other people. He was painting Silver Thieves armor yellow to match his style when the food when some soup was brought to him. His swarm truly was buzzing contently, being nice and warm under his jacket.

"Thank you." he said to the lady. "And thank you for saving me and the hospitality in general. I guess I am not a great guest. I haven't even introduced myself properly. My name is Vergilix Jonquil, also known as Doctor Yellow Jacket, for obvious reasons, but you can call me Vergil. I became a doctor out of necessity, but I love tinkering as well." He opened his jacket to show his mechanical swarm. "Like these lovely critters, which you just heard. They form my magic circles when needed and aid me in all kinds of tasks." He took a sip of the soup, it was nice and warm, much better than whatever the carvers had been serving. "It's delicious. What's in it besides the cuckoo?"
 

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Silly artist
- Wild Flower -
“The grandmother-like rabbit”​

Wild flower nodded, her red eyes following Vergilix’s strokes as he painted yellow on the armor. She has seen the younger generations paint and sew their clothes, but not armor. The white rabbit hopped closer and gently placed the bowl next to the doctor before taking a step back. The bowl itself was soft yellow with a little painted fox that was chasing bees. “It’s not a problem, Doctor. My name is Wild flower and I’m currently collecting as many rare seeds as I can. Though I haven‘t found one yet, heheh.“

Her pastel pink ears stood up straight as he revealed what was under his coat. There was so many tiny hornets! Ah but wait...they sounded a little differently compared to the real ones she heard at the Highlands.

More ... mechanical? Clicking sounds like a clock?

Wild flower leaned in a bit to observed the hornets and blinked as she saw the itty bitty gears moving the translucent wings occasionally. Like real hornets do. “Woooooah~ That’s very impressive. I swear I’ll never get use to all this tech do-hickies. Back on my younger years, we just travel by foot and not depend so much on ragnite. Now I see tech everywhere.” She shook her head.

“Then again, I’ve never been to high tech places either like Sanctuary or Vanar— oh! There’s carrots, potatoes, good herbs like parsley and rosemary. Sliced corn cobs and onions. It’s a simple dish but very good for any cold person. Just warms them up juuuuuust right~”

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Eternally Awkward
Sassafras Jenkins
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Maximillian Bonaparte
- The Fridge, West of Ancient Bind Mountains -
Isa's Caravan​

Who was Sassy to argue against kismet when it couldn't be anything otherwise for so many people to be gathering together who just happened to have ownership of such rarities as motorcycles. It amused Sassy greatly because aside from some minor snafus, particularly in regards to her, it seemed like destiny was working with them to achieve a greater goal. She didn't know how everyone else had come into contact with L, nor did she know what they were each about and what the perilous expedition they had all embarked on meant to each of them but she did know that they all had the same end game, the vault. If L trusted them, certain parties not included in that extended trust, Sassy would to and if things turned foul, she had L's back and she knew Max had hers even if he didn't actually know what it was all about since he hadn't been privy to Sassy's whole planned adventure. Of course, not even Daddy Biggs, her besties, nor the rest of her crew knew what she was up to, they just knew that it could be fortune changing, era making, and humanity saving if she was successful. They knew how Sassy worked and as much as they would want to help her, they knew all they could really do was offer their understanding and support in her endeavors.

Sassy gave L a big ol' hug after she was done moving the chocobos and careful not to disturb the Gnome's hair which was oddly tidy despite being a literal rats' nest of odds and ends, she gave her a kiss on top of her crown and said thanks. It was quite easy to see that while Nibs and Ralph held a special place in her heart, Sassy was a crazy druid lady in that she cared about all forms of nature even if her appearance spoke the opposite of that.

In all honesty, Sassy was exhausted. True she had a nap in the caravan before they had arrived at the nomad camp, but before that she had been knocked out in the Godfather battle and after she had been shot at least three times but who's counting? Physical exertion had overcome her and she was more than happy to use the two sentient mounts as a veritable fur and feather bed, her goggles pulled up atop her head to expose her brightly colored feather lashes as she rested with her gloved hands folded one over the other on top of her woolen coat and her legs crossed at the ankles.

She had told Isa that it was "good thinkin'" on his part for blindfolding the thieves whom she was now just calling the Templars. She'd prefer if they weren't able to see everyone that was a part of their group, at least those that they hadn't already seen. She knew some of their identities weren't safe no matter what but those like Wild Flower and Max hadn't yet been seen by any of them and she felt that was for the better even though she didn't voice so. Plus it would be better for them not to be able to see where they were going or which direction, though she did have the aching suspicion that regardless of their precautions, Foxx would likely be able to deduce where they were once he was acclimatized to their location which she found a bit irksome.

There hadn't been that many of them in Isa's Caravan, just Max and the two ladies which left him as the only one able to ride the motorcycle and pull the traveling domicile. After trading with the nomad's for a few things which he thought would be useful and necessary and once he made sure that the ladies were ready to go, he began their journey, aiming to make as much distance as possible. He didn't want them to get so far ahead that it would take a lot longer for them all to regroup and he had also had his rest after their loss to the Godfather. He still didn't know what that was about but he knew that as frivolous as many of Sassy's actions generally appeared to be, she never acted without a reason. He had pulled Lilith aside before they had all left since she was the leader of that sect of C.U.R.E. and suggested that she say that they had no affiliation with Sassy and that the girl had just hired their services for the fight since she knew that the Godfather wouldn't be going in alone. Despite their years spent apart, Max had grown up with Sassy and he knew that she wouldn't want Razzle's Dazzle to suffer any consequences for being affiliated with Sassy over personal reasons and thought that if they made it seem more like a business deal, like they had been paid for their services (payment which Max said could be shown through the stuff he had brought from the temple) they wouldn't be looked on so harshly. Sassy had declined to ask for their help outright because she didn't want them to get in trouble, it was just how she functioned.

Despite the fatigue Max was now enduring, he quite easily assisted with carrying the thieves from one caravan to the other, discreetly being pulled aside by Sassy so that she could confide in him the identity of the one missing an eye, quite to his own amazement. He had known that Sassy's dad was a Templar, but he hadn't known just who he was. His brow had furrowed with concern for Sassy the way a brother felt concern for his sister and he had a mind to ask if she was alright, but knew better. She would shrug it off or just say she was fine whether or not she actually was. Sassy wasn't much for somber emotions and preferred to cover them up with comedy or indifference, of this much he was certain and so just gave her a pat on the shoulder and a nod of understanding, he wouldn't say anything unless it was necessary.

Rather than Max driving the bike and skirting the line of Anientbind Mountains that the others had taken the day before, Sassy had pretty much forced him from the bike so that he could get some rest of course this was after shoveling down a heaping bowl full of the Cuckoo soup that Wild offered her, which of course she accented with her own garnishes which this time included ketchup and cayenne pepper -- Sassy was never one to turn down food when it was offered her. She was already well rested from the ride to meet up with them and figured Max could use a break and a bowl of the soup himself if he hadn't already had some. Plus it had been a while since she had ridden the motorcycle, one that she had helped him piece together and get working again so she was familiar with it and eager to take a turn once again.

When they found a suitable place to set up camp, Sassy was eager to get inside and see Nibblet. She hadn't been in even after they joined up again and missed the little furball despite the fact that she would never admit it out loud, it was evident in her actions as she took to carrying the partially mechanized cat as a sort of scarf across the back of her neck now that she was out of her woolly coat and leather gear and back down to the outfit she had been wearing before she set out with Moss, Isa, and L. Her black socks loosely wadded around her legs below her knees and the baggie black sweater full of holes over her leggings with the addition of a loose gray tank top under the sweater since her other tops now had holes in them and blood on them. She was sitting on the floor near Vidya with a large mug that looked as though it was almost too big for her hands and was full of very fragrant drink which smelled like a strange combination of apples, chocolate, and liquor. Max had chuckled at Wild when she insisted that he stay inside and rubbed her head affectionately as he had before adding, "I'm alright little sister. I was born in cold," of course he hadn't planned on staying outside either if there wasn't a reason too and eagerly took up his own helping of the soup before he made himself comfortable in the common room and zonked out in a comfy seat. He was used to sleeping around nose and people, and it actually felt a little uncomfortable not to be around everyone else while he snoozed and with him sound asleep, Sassy wanted someone to chat with which was why she chose to hang out with Vidya.

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Haiku Hitman
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- West of Ancient Bind Mountains -
" The Fridge "

"Dohh, you're welcome, Sassy~" said L happily, and gently hugged her arm. During their trip to rejoin the rest of their party, the little gnome sat next to Sassy on Ralph's side, her wintercoat up to warm her big ears. When they reunited with the others, she hugged Vidya, hugged Max, hugged Wild sleepily, and after explaining things and recasting sleep one more time on the thieves, tottered off to the ladies' bedroom, and was asleep in her traveling clothes and boots when Wild brought up cuckoo soup, muttering to herself as she dozed under a pile of blankets.

Now, a few hours later in their camp in the grove, Vidya, after saying, "Hey, dude! Name's Vidya, make yourself at home." to Vergil, she now sat in the back room of the caravan with the sleeping prisoner, on a wooden stool almost as dark as her skin, magenta heart sunglasses twirling in her fingers in boredom, as the light from the oil lamp hanging on the ceiling cast ember glints on the assortment of gold piercings and hair ties that decorated her visage. She kept her eyes on the thieves. Earlier, she had asked help from Sassy to look for some wood out in the blizzard, pull some nails off the caravan and hammer (using her crystallized stump of an arm) makeshift pegs on the wall they could tie ropes to keep the thieves shackled hands up and prevent them from wandering close to each other. Isa had blindfolded, manacled their wrists, and tied up their ankles, but she didn't trust them to be close to each other. When Sassy came inside the back room she nodded at her, saying "Sup." and then sniffed the air towards the giant mug she was holding. "What is that? That smells delicious, girl."

So, with our characters spending at least 6 hours to have a long rest, their Health and Manna will be restored back to full, and they will be gaining condition points when their long rest is done, depending on what they do during this time:

+1 Condition Point:
  1. Hot meal cooked with a roll of 12 or higher.
  2. Slept in a tent or comfy shelter outdoors for 6 hours.
  3. Gear maintenance and training.
+2 Condition Points:
  1. Hearty meal cooked with a roll of 14 or higher.
  2. Slept in a Comfortable room for 6 hours.
  3. Rest and relaxation.
+3 Condition Points:
  1. Exquisite meal cooked with a roll of 16 or higher.
  2. Slept in a Luxurious room for 6 hours.
  3. Feasts & Festivals.
x2 Condition Points:
  1. Doing any of the things above together with one or more player characters.

Apart from these, there are items such as books and gaming sets that give additional condition points. Some don't stack, such as a sleeping bag and a comfortable room, or hot and hearty meals. In this case, the one with the higher bonus is rewarded to the character.
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Silly artist
- In the Caravan -
“What’s written on a piece of paper”​

Earlier, Wild Flower lightly patted Max’s hand away with her paws multiple times. Her once neat fur now ruffled. ”And I would like to keep it that way. You being alright.” She did calm down when she saw Max resting indoors and had placed a dusty pink blanket on him as he slept, tucking him in as gently as she could to not wake him up. Driving in horrible weather is awful, once again thanking her blessings that none of them got extremely hurt or got an illness.

As she chatted with Vergilix, passing him another bowl once he finished his bowl, her ear twitched. Hearing heavy footsteps coming down from the stairs. So it wasn’t the young Ms. L. Must be-

“Oh. Afternoon.” Isa yawned, rubbing one his eye with a curled fist, red autumn hair in a curled mess. Shirt crumpled and his purple coat hanging by the arms inside the sleeves, not covering his shoulders, and only wearing socks. In his other gloved hand were two empty bowls and carrying his bag. He walked over to the sink and placed the bowls inside before washing them. “The soup was delicious, Wild. Thank ya.”

”It’s no problem, young man.” The white rabbit replied. Isa decided to stay close to the fire, sitting close by, and meditating with a peaceful smile. Should Moss be nearby, he’d peeked over with a barely opened eye with his smile growing before closing his eye again. The redhead spotted Max sleeping on one of the loveseats, deciding to wait on giving him the ammunition and other items that he might want to have. He waited until L was awake with everyone somewhat gathered in whichever room they decided to talk in, mentioned about the letters and the box. Saying he wanted to check on the box before opening it and reading those letters. “Now that we can, we should know what’s with them.”

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Haiku Hitman
- Caravan -
"West of Ancient Bind Mountains, The Fridge"

Moss came downstairs with Isa, hair disheveled as well. He didn't stay long. After thanking Wild for taking care of them and chuckling at the big tough looking Max wrapped in a pink blanket, he helped Isa with the bowls and spoons by drying them and putting them in the cabinets. He then went outside to feed Okami and play with him a little before coming back in and touching Isa's shoulder gently without disturbing his meditation, and telling him he was going back to sleep.

But no sooner had he gone upstairs and they heard one of the bedroom doors close, that it opened again and he came back down carrying his sleeping bag to go sleep with Okami as, he explained, "The big pupper is alone with the bikes in the tent in the blizzard outside." Anyone who came in the tent later would see a big fluffy black orca hugging the fluffy white polar bear dog like a pillow and snuggling into the fur.

And so it was for a time that the caravan was quiet with the homely sounds of a dozing Max, the motherly Wild moving around, the quiet conversations between her, Vergil, and Isa, and the muffled voices of Vidya and Sassy at the back of the caravan.

And then the door of the back opened and Vidya came out quickly, putting a finger to her lips whispering, "They're waking up. I'm getting L to put them back to sleep again unless you dudes wanna make them sweat and talk?"

The group decided to hold that off for later when everyone was awake and so Vidya came back down with a very sleepy L who bumped into the door frame before going in and they heard her muffled voice cast the spell, making golden dust rain from the ceiling and sleepy unicorns in pajamas total around in the air drunkenly appear, before she came out saying: "Izall goood." And went back upstairs, guided by a very concerned Vidya who kept her from bumping into more things

Later that day after lunch time Moss came back in. His white hair was up like a cow lick and he was looking awake and alert after his good sleep. He greeted everyone a good afternoon, asked Vergil how his wounds were doing, and then learned of Isa's plan to check out the letters after everyone was awake.

He decided to spend the time inscribing the spells Isa lent him while they waited. He sat by the warm iron stove painting with enchanted ink the watercolor runes of his own understanding of the spells, as he studied,chatting quietly with Wild about how her, Max, and Vidya's trip went to meet them.

And then L finally came down asking if there was still food because she was very hungry. It was then that everybody decided to check out the letters. "Dohh. You guys could have just gone without me." she had said, but was happy all the same that they waited. So while Vergil took Vidya's place to continue watching the prisoners, the rest checked out the letters first in the kitchen.

There were two letters. One from Penny's bag written in ordinary parchment, the other from the White haired man who's name they were still unaware of, written in a Howler scroll. Moss, Vidya, and L huddled around Isa, until in the crowdedness of it all Vidya asked if he could read the letter aloud.

They opened Penny's letter first. It wasn't in her handwriting, it was in another's very familiar to Isa.

"Why do you always never heed my warnings? I told you to kill them. They might be able to trace you back to us, regardless of how much you muddy your tracks.
Nevertheless, good work accomplishing your goal. I've sent Milan and his crew to pick you and Irene up. Will you not change your mind and at least kill the Templar? This misguided righteous naivety of yours will cost you your life one day, and I say this with concern for your well being, Penny. They don't care about you and will kill you even if you don't want to kill them. But if you must insist, then Milan will handle him. You and him decide how to go on about it. They'll be standing by at Hartnel in Fink's Slaughterhouse, I know, change of plans. The bandit clans have been more active lately so Widow's Peak is no longer safe, word is the Kamikazee Pyros have brought back one of their old hit squad from retirement. Everyone's after the portal now, even the goblins are snooping around Windshear.
The length of how far we have been exposed is starting to look unending. Theosebia is thinking about moving. The portals are still ours. She still has control of the Templars and that Inquisitor, but we can't go against the world. We're not ready. Do you understand now why you cannot remain to have your hands clean? It is getting more difficult and soon your guilty feelings will not help you. Anyway, once you've met with Milan, show him this letter and then burn this. You and Irene will receive further instructions once you get there. Keep me updated as soon as you get to a courier service.
I still cannot receive Howlers from here, the interferance from the machine has been constantly spiking now. And about interferance, fret not, I've taken care of the book keeper, The Highlands is safe once more. The brewing conflict between Giantsbane and the Templars might also be the distraction we need to get all this attention off of us. I will need you to start a war soon. I hope you won't be squeamish about that.
Lorenzo"

Next was the white haired man's letter.

"Hail Honored Inquisitor Giovanni,
Therias, Calen and I have escaped Sanctuary with the stolen artifact, though Liliana escaped us, and Viktor and Alexander have been captured alive, may their deaths be swift and painless, as painless as possible with those dirty savages. I fear they will talk eventually, like everyone does. The Grotto will be needing reinforcements if The Godfather decides to send payback.
Though I've failed to interrogate Liliana, I, Calen and Therias may have met the thief who helped the traitor steal the books. There was a red haired, pale skinned half-elven man with her named Isa Bianchi. The same one you told me before. He could teleport, not with a portal, but by his own heathen magic. Therias said he and Liliana acted as though they met for the first time, but perhaps that is true, but he still stole the books and only now just met face to face. I will capture him alive too if I can and bring him to justice for our brothers of the Cerberus assembly he's killed.
There is one other thing. My daughter is here. After all these years. Unfortunately I did not have a chance to cleanse my name of the living stain my late wife has created. I hope you will reward me with the chance to do so after all this is over. Whatever they are all planning with this Vault of Memories, Therias has at least confirmed that they cannot do it without this thing they're calling a key. It's destruction will put an end to all this. We are now making our way north to destroy this thing in the Scorched Wastes. I need a
Foxx"

The letter was incomplete. There were spots of ink and the last sentences were smudged and hastily written.

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