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Yavanna could live with it being for only a couple of days and she immediately dropped topic, content with the offer given. The girl had a life to get back to, that was understandable enough. While Tris and Lance continued to try and talk some sense into the girl, Yavanna began to hasten forward, trying to reach the camp before anyone changed their mind.
"I mean, I was also kinda hoping that you would stick around." Egil mumbled though it was loud enough for the group to hear. She had knowledge that could help them, he was sure of it. Knowledge that Revna wanted to silence and that alone was enough to prove that Amberle shouldn't be left to her own devices. Of course, he wouldn't force the woman to stay if she truly didn't want to.
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Time to change the topic and Yavanna was relieved to hear that they were going back to the rest of the group. These new additions just didn't sit well with her at all. Even though she wanted them gone, she grew angry when the brunette announced her departure. What a great thanks they received. The eye roll was not held back this time and she sighed heavily.
No, Yavanna did not want her to tag along, in fact she was starting to think they should have left her and not gone through all the trouble. This girl was just rubbing her the wrong way. Yavanna could tell the young wizard still might have some questions. "It be stupid to part ways right this moment. Let's put some distance between us and the town first."
Egil had to wonder why she was so against telling them what it was she had been after. It had nearly cost her her life and if it wasn't for them, she would still be locked away. He would have pointed out as much too, were if not for her mentioning a staff. That had his blood running cold and he looked over to Lance in time to meet the blonde's gaze.
"Revna has many staves along with her relics, it could have been any of them." He lied of course because he knew exactly what staff it was that Amberle was after. There was no doubt in his mind. The only question was how someone else knew of it, unless Revna wasn't the only one that had been searching for it for so long.
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The half elf defended the woman and Yavanna had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes at the pair. Her stare hardened as the girl addressed her displeasure, seeming unbothered by her actions. The elf had heard enough for the moment and concentrated on the path in front of her for the time being.
The conversation was hard to block out and she swallow the words she wanted to say to the girl. It was a simply enough question, why she didn't want to answer was a mystery and made Yavanna suspicious.
Clearly Yavanna didn't care to hear that Amberle was a thief but Kesia didn't seem to care at all. Egil had always been on the fence about that sort of thing since he knew there were perks to it. Steal from the rich, give to the poor. Not that he knew if Amberle was that sort of thief or not. It was a gray area that he wasn't going to get too involved in.
"She has a lot of valuable relics, some supposedly imbued with magic. It wouldn't surprise me very much if other people wanted to get their hands on such things." Although what someone would want with said relics was beyond him. He and Lance were never privy to what most the relics could do, save for the random few that seemed useless to most. One relic he knew could create water, which would be handy for a village in need but was that really something worth stealing from a powerful wizard?
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Yavanna listened closely to what the girl was willing to share. It wasn't much, but then again, they hadn't shared much either. Lance asked a good question and curiously, she looked to the brunette while she waited for the answer. Instantly, Yavanna had the urge to check her pockets when the brunette mentioned stealing.
"You planned on stealing from her? Doesn't sound wise." The elf looked at that the stranger, narrowing her gaze as she spoke. "You're a professional thief, noted." Yavanna didn't care if this came off rude, or not, it was clear she didn't approve.
"Did things go okay?" Egil whispered when Tristana and Amberle began to talk once they were in the forest once more. He stayed close to Lance, eyeing the pair of women before he motioned towards Yavanna. "She bought us some supplies, more stuff for some salves and powders we can use." Sure it had been just a means to keep them from getting noticed but it was still handy.
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The topic of Revna was already happening and Yavanna couldn't help but shake her head. They could not do this here. The boys wanted to move and so did she and she would be mean one, if necessary. They came to far for them to get caught right outside of town. Gently, she place a hand on the girl's back, guiding her forward.
"The boys are right, walk and talk." Yavanna was small, but she was stronger than the human if she wanted to resist, not that she did. "More walk, less talk. We're in the open this is not the time or place. Make it to the tree line, very least. Then I will leave you alone." Yavanna was persistent, not really giving the brunette time to disagree. "Gooo, go, go!"
It wasn't until they were hidden in the trees did Yavanna lighten up, slowing the pace down, incase the brunette wanted to resume talking, which she almost immediately did.
Seeing the others was a relief but none of it as strong as seeing Lance unscathed. Egil was never more thankful to lady luck for being on their side for once. He reached over, gently running his arm along Yavanna's since he could tell she had been as worried as he had been. "Hey, glad to see you guys." He said once they were close enough, eyeing the newcomer as Kesia said her piece. "Oh, we're doing that here? Now? It might be better if we, you know, actually got out of the town that will be looking for you."
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"I don't." Yavanna nearly blurted out, her concerns growing with each sentence Egil had said about their friends possibly needing help back at the jail and that they were going away from them. It could be a setup for all she knew and she would never forgive herself if she ended up being wrong.
"I'm trusting Kesia and praying my gut told me the right thing to do." The guards never gave them a second glance and soon they were headed out the front gate. Instantly, a sigh of relief escaped when she saw the three by the tree and she let go of Egil's arm that she'd been holding on tighter than she realized.
"They left?" Egil repeated, wondering how Yavanna knew that without even seeing the group. He fell in step with her, acting as casually as he could even as the alarm started to ring and the minimal guards of the place began to actually move. He wanted to look around, to try to find Lance and the others but all he did was nod as he quickened his pace when the elf did.
"What makes you so sure that they aren't in the jail caught by some guards?" He asked, worried not just for Lance but for the others as well. "They could need our help and we could be walking further away from them. I mean, I trust your judgement I really do, I'm just...worried."
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Yavanna was surprised when the orb floated down in front of her, hearing the half elf say her name. The orb she was meant to follow, but she hesitated, looking at the jail. Was this a trick to pull them away, or were they on the move. Plagued with fear of making the wrong choice, she closed her eyes, and listened to her intuition. The jail was eyed for a moment longer, before she placed her hand on Egil to gentle guide him in the direction of the orb.
"They left. This should bring us to them." Yavanna quietly spoke, trying to act casual as they made there way through the square. Her armed wrapped around his for a moment as they walked together, when the alarm sounded. The town suddenly burst into life as the guards started running pass them and towards the jail.
"Pick up the pace, but do not run." Her stride quickened as she spoke, but for now the guards were running pace them, non the wiser. "I believe their going to our meeting spot.
"You're far too kind, miss." The man whispered, his hands shaking from how happy he was to have been given such a large amount. He looked about ready to have a heart attack from how happy he was. Egil thanked the man before stepping away, glancing around them for a moment before stealing a glance towards the jail.
"We just might be in luck." He whispered back before a sudden small orb of light shot past his face and headed over to Yavanna. It seemed to dance in front of her face briefly, then shot to the side, and back again as if it were trying to get her to follow them.
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The basket came to a surprise and she quickly tucked away the burlap sack. The man was far too kind. The weeds and flowers were eyed for only a moment, before she gave a short nod. "These as well." she added, as the man nicely placed it all in in the basket. The customer service was hard to find anywhere. Most would have thrown it in her bag and moved on. The price had her stunned her to the point her mouth dropped open.
"Y-Yes, of course." A smile was forced as she pulled out the coin, over paying on purpose. "Gently, she placed the coin in the older man's hand, so no one could see how much she paid. "For your kindness." Taking the basket, waved goodbye, thanking the gentlemen.
"Right..." Yavanna looked down at the their new purchases, sighing heavily at the situation at hand. "Shouldn't be too much longer." Yavanna stepped closer to Egil to keep their conversation private. "Looks like everything is quiet still..."
"Oh, you are most kind miss!" The old man was shocked she was willing to buy some of everything from him, even reaching under his cart so he could pull out a hand-woven basket to make carrying everything easier. The question had Egil looking over the inventory a bit more and when he noticed a mix of weeds and flowers, he reached over someone else with an apology before he set them down next to the food items.
"These are good for what I need, one of them for the salve that I make often for us. The rest for other things." Other things like a type of powder he could use to set things on fire easily. It would be perfect. He glanced towards the jail nonchalantly as the old man put everything in the basket for them and told them it was a measly six copper pieces. That had Egil glancing back with surprise because everything they were getting should at least be ten or twelve copper, minimum. Were things really this bad here?
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The meat selection was not quite of her choosing, but she was not about to turn any of it away. The hobbits could make hoarse taste good, right? If not, at least they'd be challenged little when it came to their next meal. A polite smile grew as he tried to hide the pity she felt for the older gentleman.
"Yes, that will do." Yavanna nodded, taking in all the options. "We'll take a bit of everything. We have quite a journey to make still. Best we stock up while we can." An extra burlap sack was taken out of her bag a she held it open for it to be filled. "Anything catch you eye?" Yavanna asked, trying to stall in front of the jail longer. Quickly, she stole a glance, though there was nothing out of the ordinary that she could see.
"That's a great idea." Egil had to wonder if it was to replenish their own supplies of dried food or if it would be for the woman they were hopefully about to rescue. The vendor was quick to nod, an older man with graying hair that was a bit slow to bring out the supply of goods that Yavanna had asked for. He seemed frail, like he would benefit from the food itself far more than they would.
"I have several dried fruits and berries, some mixed with nuts. An' I gots dried goat and horse meat, nothing else I'm 'fraid. Will that do, miss?" The old man asked as politely as he could, laying out the different meats next to the bags of dried fruits, berries, and nuts mix.
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"I have coin." Yavanna stated, smiling gentle over at the wizard, her way of saying she would cover the expenses. There wasn't much they could do for these townsfolk, but she could spare some coin for the unfortunate. The jail was coming up and she watched as they three went around the back and out of view for the moment.
"Guess we wait now..." Slowly, she strolled up to the nearest tradesmen, greeting them politely, her watchful eye still keeping the jail in sight. "You have any dry fruit, or jerky?" The prisoner was most likely hungry, so she figured she'd stock up for the young woman.
"Good, that will definitely help." Egil nodded in agreement as he looked around, already spotting a couple of the traders near the jail. There weren't too many people viewing the wares but it was enough to keep suspicions off of them.
"I hope they have something cheap since I don't have too much gold to actually buy something." He would feel bad just looking and not actually buying something after all. It wouldn't feel right, even if they were just keeping watch and using the trader as cover.
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Yavanna wasn't quite happy with the plan, but Tris and Lance had their own set of skills and she didn't think either would be easily fooled. Letting the distance grow between the groups, she walked at a slower pace so they did not seem together. Stealing a glance at the wizard, she nodded in agreement.
"There were a few traders that we could act like we're perusing their wares while we keep watch, that way we don't draw to much attention to ourselves by merely standing around." Yavanna suggested, turning her gaze to Egil.
"All right, we'll be on standby then unless something goes wrong." He paused, a small grin growing from the side of his lips. "You can make that dying duck sound if things go wrong." He teased his friend then gave Tris a nod to show he was in agreement. It was better to start this now rather than later, even if Kesia seemed disappointed she couldn't finish her snack properly.
"We'll stake out where we were earlier?" He asked Yavanna as he followed after the group, eyeing the half elf curiously as she led the other pair further from the group.
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"I've been practicing it this entire time." Lance rolled his eyes, playfully nudging his friend before they parted way once more. The half elf wanted to prioritize snacking over the rescue, yet another odd quirk? Sticking close to Tris, he didn't need to be told twice to be weary of the half elf. She was helping, but at the same time was cold an callous. Like if this went poorly, she wouldn't care as long as she came out unharmed.
"Noted." He replied, letting her know he understood what she was hinting at. Lance tried to act as casual as possible as they were lead through town and the back way to the jail. The guards paid no attention, one even yawning loudly as he was slouched against a wall. "You lead the way, and I'll cover us from behind?"
"A dying duck." Tris chuckled at the tease despite the tension that had been growing in the air. The distrust from the group towards the half elf was growing and she wasn't sure that they could actually trust Kesia. Yet here they were, heading off to the jail in the hopes that this was indeed anything but a trap.
"Come on, Kesia, show us the way to get inside without getting caught." Tris motioned to the half elf, who looked like a child that had just gotten their favorite toy taken away. "But I wanted to enjoy my snack." She sighed heavily but after a moment, she shrugged her shoulders and wrapped the meat to put it in her pouch for later. Then she skipped ahead, motioning for Lance and Tris to hurry up after her.
"Lance, keep your eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. And I mean anything." She motioned with her head to Kesia's back, indicating to be cautious with the half elf even though they were still going through with this plan.
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Yavanna looked at the half elf suspiciously. Conveniently she got in the prison and out without any complications? The girl was pretty, what did that factor in to this plan. Shaking her head, she shot down Lance's idea of the three of them sneaking in for the reason she didn't trust this person to be setting them up for failure, though that wasn't the reason she gave.
"The three of you sneak in? Risky move. We should keep the number small." Yavanna purposed as she looked away from the half elf to the rest of the group. "Egil and I already have a spot in mind where we could watch from and keep an eye on things. Cause a distraction as a last resort, if the alarmed is raised."
"Hey." He greeted the other pair when they drew close enough to hear one another. It was while Yavanna was explaining about the jail that Kesia skipped her way over to them, humming softly while nibbling on some kind of meat that was skewered on a stick.
"There are a few knights posted in the central square, getting ready for the execution. They seem more heavily armored than the rest of them." She mentioned between bites, though she didn't really look at the group as she spoke.
"Okay, so we'll definitely need to move quickly and get her out before she's taken to the square. The guards seem easy enough to deal with but knights..." Well, they'd be in trouble he had a feeling the lord of this area caught wind of some of their knights getting hurt during an execution.
"Oh and there's only one prisoner, I already sneaked inside to take a peek. She's pretty." Kesia added, turning a smile to the group before she went back to finish off her snack.
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"Yeah, aren't many diamonds hiding in the rough here." However, followers are plentiful." She didn't blame them for most were just out here trying to survive and keep their families alive. The town most likely was not of any great importance in her scheme. Tris and Lance she could make out ahead of them and it seemed like they were right on time.
"We scoped out the jail and how they might take the prisoner to the square. Doesn't look heavily guarded, so I think this can be pulled off if we keep our wits about us."
"Oh, um." he paused as he thought about Revna and her influence over people. "It's possible that she has followers here. She's very charismatic and patient with anyone willing to learn. So honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if her reach extended this far but looking at the type of people here..."
He trailed off as he looked around, motioning with his head towards the dejected pair of workers covered in dirt and grime. "I don't think they're the type to follow a wizard, otherwise they wouldn't be in this sort of predicament." They could have other issues sure but being a slave to a lord seemed highly unlikely.
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"It was more wishful thinking, than a real idea." Time was limited and they didn't want to be outsiders poking around too much and draw unwanted attention. "This actually seems doable." Yavanna half expected the town to be heavily guarded. "We might make it out of here unscathed." Turning, she took a different path they came, but one that would lead to the giant oak.
"Certainly interesting, that this was the town chosen. It doesn't seem like your old master would have much support her. Or would she?" Yavanna knew very little of the sorceress.
"I mean, we could always attempt to get a guard's uniform but that could take some time. We don't know when they're going to move her, so it could be too late." It was a chance he wasn't sure that they should risk, trying to sneak in under the guise of a guard. It would be better just to take them out if possible.
"Yeah, let's head back. By the time we get back to that tree it should be time to meet up anyway." He agreed before he took the last bite of the food she'd gotten for him. Then he took one more look over the jail before turning so they could start heading back. "With how small the town is, I doubt we'll have to worry too much about trying to figure out which is the prisoner we're looking for. There's probably only her in there."
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Softly, she hummed liking the proposed idea. It was risky, but if they pulled it off it would beat fighting off the guards and whomever else showed up in the square. "Take out the guards, take a side exit and run like our life depended on it?" It was rough, but that is about all they had for the time.
"If only we had the guards uniform, we could just walk the prisoner out ourselves, potentially." They didn't know who was to executed, just that someone was being walked to the gallows. "Should we find the others and fill them in on our idea?"
"Definitely not the front, that would be too obvious unless this is actually all one elaborate trap." There was always that possibility even though Egil didn't want to consider it above all else. "I'm thinking they'll try to take her around the back, where there will be less chance for anyone to stop them."
It was apparent that no one in this town would dare to defy their lord but depending on who this person was, it could very well still stir something. They guards would want to avoid all of the possibilities like that. "Maybe it will be a good idea to have two of us in the back and two of us waiting...maybe around here, actually. We have a good view of the whole area and we could call to the other group to keep us both posted on where they actually come out from."
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"Go in there?" Yavanna looked himself up and down, before she looked at her own garments. "We won't exactly blend in." Of course, they could try to get a guard uniform, but that would take time, which they didn't have plenty of. Humming softly in thought, she tilted her head at the rundown building. "I would rather not do this in the open square."
"What route would you guess they'd take with the prisoner?" Yavanna took another bite, as if they weren't planning breaking someone out right in the open. "If we did go with the plan of sneaking in, might be good idea to post a couple of us on the most likely route they'd travel, in case the first plan fails?"
"Thanks." Egil smiled in surprise when he was being handed food, easily taking a bite of it. He wasn't one to pass up a good gesture nor food that smelled pretty good. He was hoping that Yavanna was right and the guards stationed here would be easy enough to deal with. For now, he took another bite as he eyed the building that she pointed out. It was as rusted and broken as some of the others they had passed but this one barred windows with iron bars and wood covering the entirety of the windows.
"Yeah, I have a feeling that's the jail and likely where she's going to be kept. Think maybe we could just make our way inside there and get her out before they bring her to the square?" It would be risky of course but everything they tried would be risky. It was just a matter of what would be the easiest and even the safest option for the people here.
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